When Life Throws Spoiled Lemons…

…make fermented lemonade!

My son’s father and I separated while I was still pregnant. We chose to continue living in the same home because we wanted to both be present for our son’s first year – and because though we are both first-time parents, we knew it would be crucial to have that team work going for the exhausting process of Bringing Up Baby.

Today, Diva Baby is 20 weeks old. The rhythm of feedings and naps, diaper changes and diaper-less trips to the toilet, stroller walks and Baby Ergo moments has truly become that… a rhythm.

And it’s time for the Diva to make her exit, stage left. Diva Baby and I have found a new home, in the same State, same County, close enough for family trips with all three of us to the Farmer’s Market to still happen twice a week… far enough for the Diva to regain her independence and Diva Baby to have a peaceful upbringing with minimal adult conflict marring his priceless first year.

I am at peace with the changes, and ready – so ready – to move forward again.

My journey continues, only thankfully I have the most amazing partner as I go, now. My son, my incredible little miracle man.