We now have a five year old and one year old. And a very messy house. At night, I sometimes spend time in each of the bedrooms, I may start out in our bed, move to Nathan’s when he wakes up, and then to Jonas when he wakes up and finds me in Nathan’s room. And that’s okay.
We had Nathan’s first birthday at the Russian Renaissance restaurant. There was lots of good Russian food and Nathan zipping around in his walker in his tuxedo like some sort of speedy James Bond. And now we are winding down the nursing. Which makes me sad. It is one of the most lovely things about having had kids. It is both like we are almost the same person, and at the same time, it is a peak into a world that seems to be from some other place.
