Yesterday I said Leo and I were going on a date without children.
That is no longer a true statement.
Oh, we’re still going on our date. It’s just that now we have an eight day old baby girl in tow.
I couldn’t help but say yes. She’s actually going to another foster family eventually, but they really needed someone to keep her for the next five weeks because both parents work full time and she’s not big enough to go to daycare. Foster families don’t get leave when they get new kids. The other foster family wants to take her some during the weekends. She’s 8 days old.
So… We get a month with a newborn. We get respite during the weekends. We don’t have to worry about case workers, or plans, or parents or any of that.
She’s tiny. So very tiny. I miss babies that tiny. It makes me sad for all the tiny days we’ve missed of Simeon’s sister. But that’s not going to stop me from getting in some baby snuggels.
Soon as my sling comes out of the dryer, I’m gonna be baby wearing! I sure do love me some baby wearing!