The title speaks for itself!!! Mostly. There is slightly more to the story.
This momentous event occurred last night, October 19th which means it was 2 years, 1 month, and 3 days in to this whole thing. When you think about how far we’ve come, this is actually remarkably not bad. My expectations were WAY lower and I’m sitting here thinking what did I ever complain about? That was no big deal. Only 2 years! I barely even remember feeling tired. Evidently there is not only a hormonal white wash of pregnancy but of early motherhood too.
Back to the big event, there is one last piece of information I should mention. I was out of town for the weekend for my friend’s 30th birthday celebration in TX wine country. (Yes, Texas has a wine country. Yes, it is quite lovely. And yes, the weekend was dreamy.) I don’t say this because I’m sad I missed the milestone or anything, just to point out that it probably isn’t the beginning of something great. I am going to be home with my boobs tonight and thus there will be something to wake up for again.
Regardless, it’s exciting and at least we know such a thing is at least theoretically possible. No doubt someone will ask me why I don’t just finish the night weaning job (I set the milk clock back to 4 am because being awake for an hour every night really sucked). The answer is I probably will eventually but meh, I think it’s all gonna work out in the long run.
Now here’s an adorable selfie that G and B sent me while I was away.