wondermom

There is nothing like becoming a new mom to make you want your own mommy. Upon arriving home, I came down with a temperature. Still struggling to move between the bed, the bathroom and the couch, my mom arrived to help me overcome my raging hormone-induced compulsive tendencies. She plowed through six loads of laundry. Cooked. Cleaned. Basically everything my mother hates doing. She also held Sawyer so I could take a much-needed shower, entertained Justin and kept me company. I am so lucky she's here.