Dreaming of the day I get to watch her run free like this on our own land.
Yesterday was TOUGH, you guys. If you follow me on Instagram you might already know what I'm talking about, so I won't replay it again on here. Mostly because I kind of just want to let today be a new day and move on. So all I'll say is motherhood is the best hard thing and some days you just need to cry with your baby.
Yesterday did remind me I'm still lacking in the community area of my life. After I stopped crying I found myself aching to sit down with another young mama who understands these types of days. I've found an incredible group of moms through La Leche, but it's so hard to figure out when and how to invest in one on one relationships when our children have us all on different schedules and are growing and changing things up every day. I don't have someone I can call and say, "Please come over." Maybe coming to terms with that is just part of adulthood because I know I'll never be in college again living with my best friends in a tiny room, forced to do every little bit of life together. But I do hope to find a friend with a babe close to in age to Edie to navigate motherhood with. Because if I'm being real, I have no idea what I'm doing and sometimes I just need someone to hear that. And it'd be a bonus if they admitted it, too.
Tinder for meeting young mom friends? Is that a thing? Ha.
I can't decide whether or not I'm joking or if I have the energy to feel pathetic about this post.