Staying at home with a 5-month old can sometimes get mundane. There, I said it. Of course I’m aware of how lucky I am – not only do I have the privilege of being June’s mommy, I get to experience all of her milestones firsthand while my husband texts me throughout his workday, asking about his little “Goobie.” (If you’re wondering, that’s short for “Goober.”
He made it up. Not me.
When our 8-year-old son, Connor, was chosen for our local Little League All Star Team, our chests swelled with pride: our boy — an All Star.
And then, the realization hit that we would be devoting yet another month to practices and games, right when we thought we were granted a breather from an especially long spring season.