accepting help

I’m one week postpartum with the sweetest little baby. And I haven’t had to feed myself since he was born. The groceries have been shopped, the fridge is full of leftovers, I’m sleeping on clean sheets. Though I’m sleep deprived, someone is magically around during the day to hold him if I need a nap. I know there’s something to be said for cocooning and soaking up some alone time with the baby while we navigate these first few days as a family, but wow, I love everyone who has showed up with food, love, interest, all of it. Big shoutout to our friends watching our dog! They’ve had him for a week and I can’t wait for him to meet our newest family member.