So this is parenthood.
Driving home this evening from Odessa to Warrensburg was my first night kind of drive where I couldn’t see my little June in our cool mirror due to the pitch black of the night.
So for the drive from my parents’ driveway to the junction (about 15 miles) little Junebug cried the entire way.
And a pretty intense little cry.
So naturally I spent those 15 miles worrying something was wrong with my sweet baby June.
And ended up stopping at the junction for a little mid-drive home snack. (Got to love breastfeeding in the backseat of the car while jamming to some Macklemore.)
That mid-drive home snack proved successful and resulted in the 15 mile drive home to Warrensburg being quite the contrast from our first half of the drive and not a peep from my little June!
So naturally I spent those last 15 miles worrying something was wrong with my sweet baby June.
And as I laughed at the fact I worried when she cried the first 15 miles and then continued to worry with her lack of crying or noise the last 15 miles, I thought to myself:
Hello, Parenthood- I have arrived.