Returned home from an evening with The BF’s family.

There’s something too formal I find about using the word “in laws”. Yet too informal still to say “family”.

I suppose this is me continuing to navigate my newly chartered married waters and how our families fit together. Now that FOH is here I understand in a way I couldn’t have before of how important our family ties are.

With this comes an overwhelming desire for him to know — completely and fully — his family, and for his family to know him. I’ve never wanted to be around our families more than I do now.

Plus it’s pretty damn great to have a bunch of your People who are all too willing to watch a baby. This meant I was able to sleep, though sometimes I’m not so sure that’s the best idea, only because it’s so incredibly hard to wake up and get moving again.

There’s nothing like family.