Today

is my first day home alone with Davey.

I have Eliott too which makes it easier on some levels and much much harder on others. More on that transition later.

My mom left on Sunday and Dup and I both looked at each other like - oh SHIT. She's leaving us alone with this dude??? It's pretty scary and oh so real.

I don't have much time because he's asleep in his swing and I have to get some stuff done while that's happening. We had our first super fussy night last night and I feel pretty tired too so I might try and take a nap. They say to "sleep when the baby sleeps". So when do you do the dishes?

I honestly have no fucking idea how the millions of single mothers out there are doing it. NO IDEA. My sister has two and works full time and I am just in awe of it. What the fuck sister? HOW NO GO CRAZY YOU???

ok. wish me luck people. I think that even though he is so little and so adorable and I want to freeze him like this forever, I will feel a little better once Davey is a little less fragile. Like if he did accidentally fall off the bed it would just bruise him really bad but not kill him.

Oh god. He's so cute.