We made it back home yesterday after nine and a half hours in the car.

Good Lord, was I ever ready to get the F out of that damn car and just be home! While I, of course, miss Douglas Lake it feels so good to be back in our own space and picking up with our routines.

FOH was nothing short of a gem the whole way home. It definitely threw his feeding schedule off, which my boobs are paying for, as well as my even greater lack of sleep. It’s going on 6 and I can barely keep my eyes open.

Must. Rally.

Because it’s Father’s Day and I need to step it up and at least try to be awake for it for The BF and TC. They deserve that much from me. Maybe that should be little?

Whatever. I have a newborn. It’s legit.

But I do want to say on this day, I am so so so very grateful I have an amazing father to me and one to my baby. I mean, holy hell, could I have chosen a better baby daddy?

I think not.