Benji has been more cuddly and a little less exploratory lately. This suits my mom just fine, as baby cuddles are about the nicest cuddles out there. Mom came and took care of Benji and me both Thursday and Friday this week, as I struggled to head off an incipient mastitis infection and recouped from a totally sleepless night. I am deeply grateful for her help this week, which enabled me to pump and rest assiduously; and, really, I’m grateful for all the help we get from our families, who give us sanity time. It’s such a huge gift I can’t even express my thankfulness.
In addition to cuddling with Nana, Benji also went for a walk with me and mom. We went all the way to the library, and on the way home he fell asleep in the front-facing Moby wrap, his face mashed against my hand. Initially he sucked on my thumb knuckle, but sleepiness won out.
It was extremely foggy on our walk, enough so that the camouflage on the water tower actually worked… Although I guess you could debate whether camouflage is meaningful in those conditions.