if looks could kill

I may have given birth last Sunday, but on Saturday I officially became a mother.

I woke up at 6:30 for our morning feeding (after our 3:15 snack) and sat in the lamplight of the nursery for 1 hour while we worked through nursing. At 7:30 I realized we needed to leave in 10 minutes to get to our appointment with the pediatrician on time. With Genghis slung over one arm, I packed our diaper bag, readied the car seat with blanket cushioning around the head area, and ate a bowl of cereal. I must have put him down to pull on some pants and a shirt, and then we were out the door.

As we drove down the road I realized I hadn't even looked at myself in the mirror. And, what truly makes me a mom, I really didn't care.

Some random photos from the last few days...


Abe thinks our stroller/car seat travel system looks like an armored vehicle.


On a walk Saturday morning, after I had time to put a headband in, before I actually showered. Abe & I may look fresh and smiley, but Genghis reflects what we are both feeling inside.


Grandma fixes everything.


My favorite candid grandma shot.


Genghis gets a bath.


Not really a fan.


Calm, clean baby.