Grunts

Did you know that babies grunt? Maggie grunts huge, loud grunts when she’s eating and I can’t help but crack up when I see it and hear it. At first I was concerned that she was uncomfortable, but now I can see that she’s satisfied and happy.

Today marked Barry’s first day back at work and my first day at home with a BABY!! A grunting baby!  I’m still in my yoga pants, Maggie is still in her PJs and Syd is still fake sleeping, so all is good at HBHQ so far. I already miss Barry – we’ve been such a team these past weeks, not having him here to celebrate the grunts feels strange.

I’m not really sure what today holds, but I have no doubt that I’ll be listening to some grunts and admiring Maggie a bit more. I still am shocked that I am somebody’s mom. I’ve been somebody’s daughter, sister, cousin, friend, sister-in-law, teacher, niece, student, but now I’m a mother.

A mother to a grunting little pip squeak.

Oh, the love!