It’s our first day with just Annabelle and me. Dave went back to work. It’s going okay but Annabelle only wants to sleep in my arms. She cries if I put her down. There are worse ways to spend a day.
David is really good at taking photos of himself with the baby. I’m not. Thus there are a lot more photos of everyone else but me and Annabelle.
So this morning while doing snugly time, I experimented with some selfies.
I think the trick is to find a time when I’m not stripped to the waist for feeding and my hair is brushed.
Because Annabelle always looks gorgeous and needs no photo prep.
They told us everything was harder with a baby. I didn’t understand. Today’s goal was to leave the house and go for a walk. It took us forty-five minutes to do that. We were delayed by her first blowout diaper (all over David) and then spit up all over me.
But we went out for a walk.
We didn’t go far, and Annabelle didn’t seem impressed but we did it. It felt good for the grown ups too.
And we read books at home.