How have six weeks flown by so quickly? While some days I've felt like pulling every last hair out of my head (do they use crying babies in torture chambers?... because they should), nearly every second has been happily occupied by the little girl who entered the world a month and a half ago. I feel like I've known her forever, and there's some truth to the cliche saying that I heard oh-so-many-times before Sol was born: it's almost impossible to remember life without her. She really does make me happy when skies are gray. Why do I have to leave her and rejoin the outside world?
I can't fight it, so I just have to accept it and move on. And in the meantime, I've got YouTube to help temper the sting of having to return to work. And I watch videos like the one below. And I may or may not dance along. Life is better for at least 2 minutes and 20 seconds :)