eleanor and her first doll from sweet carissa.
i’m still figuring this all out. sometimes i think i can do more than i can and try to take on the world in impossible ways. i don’t like when people assume you are stuck at home because you have a baby so i’ve pushed and pushed to continue living life how i did before eleanor arrived. and sometimes, those days work out just beautifully, but sometimes not so much (it can feel a bit overwhelming at times, no?) sometimes, all i can do is just rock my little girl all day and feel lucky if i leave the house just once to walk kingsley. and i am learning that sometimes that is ok. it’s still a day well spent.