Mother’s Day

For Mother’s Day, Will set me up with a blog. So, for my first post, I’m going to share a few pictures of Charlie with his mom.

Here’s one of him sleeping. I’m just about to move him into the co-sleeper and am trying really hard not to wake him up.

Here we are getting ready for the day. I’m still wearing my PJ bottoms, and Charlie is wearing a great outfit that Aunt Zoe was kind enough to share (thanks Acer!).

I’ve been a mom now for 15 weeks, and am slowly improving. I’ve learned a lot about what 3 AM feels like, and about which sounds mean what. Hungry? Tired? Need some alone time? Need a hug? I’ve got them down. But yesterday, Charlie gave me a run for my money. I heard a sound that I hadn’t heard before–it was a mix of frustration and hunger and it unusually happened right after I’d nursed him.

And then I remembered the jalapenos from the night before.

Yes, momma had a few margaritas (don’t worry, I pumped before) and A LOT of hot salsa and guacamole in celebration of Cinco de Mayo. We invited a few friends over, lit up the grill and partied like it was 1999. It was the first time I’ve really been able to let loose since my little guy was born, so I pulled out all the stops. We ended the night with a 1980s dance party in our living room. Charlie was an angel and went to sleep right on time. He slept through the dance party.

I thought I had done everything right. But apparently Charlie is no fan of the jalapeno delight he was getting the next morning. Lesson learned, little man. No more spicy food for a little while.

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