Saturday.

Let's just make family outings to Wafels & Dinges a Saturday tradition. A good idea, I think.

Afterwards, Mike went to a meeting & Quinn & I sat & listened to jazz in the park. It was nice.

Last night, friends Whitney & Ryan (visiting from Vegas) came over. In lieu of going out, we ordered takeout so Q could get to bed. It was nice. I felt like an adult again, a real person almost. Very necessary (cabin fever, anyone? I miss my friends), & so fun to talk to them, in part because they're new parents, too - but 8 months ahead of us (which makes them experts in our book).  Also nice - getting their real, unfiltered perspective on parenthood, especially on these first few week & months. It was fun to laugh about it with other people (vs. crying about it alone!), & knowing that other people have experienced it makes me feel like less of a train wreck.

Q is being a very good sleeper this week. We're on day 4 (5?) of a routine & he's liking it, I think. It means that my eyeballs don't sting quite as much during the day, & he's given us a few stretches of good sleep (at night!) that are approaching five. I'll take it, but I'm still waiting for the magic to start (around 6 weeks, or maybe 7, or maybe 8 - depending on who you ask, right?). 

I showered this morning before 10am. Victory! And I've been wearing real pants all day, even though I haven't left the apartment once (except to go up on the roof to take a photo of the sunset).

I told Mike this afternoon that I'd make a pizza for dinner. You know, with Trader Joe's fresh dough. He said Don't worry about it, that's too complicated! My sweet husband. It's a sad day when we're calling fresh dough + mozzarella cheese + sauce complicated. Thank goodness for takeout, nice friends who have brought meals, & the great frozen section at Trader Joe's. That being said, I took the 10 minutes & made us a pizza for dinner. Mike is so lucky.