Flying solo

Grandma hasn't been getting better, requiring my mom's presence more to take care of her as well as the possibility of moving her to Lytton III for hospice care.

For as much as I've been curious and looking forward to finding out how Tom and I do on our own with the two kids, I didn't quite expect it this week (two weeks early) nor under these circumstances (additional stress on behalf of my mom for Grandma). It's one of those "be careful what you wish for" situations.

So far this morning has been perfect. Eli woke early, I fed and played with him and by the time Tobey was waking and ramping up, Eli fell asleep for a morning snooze. So basically it's been me and Tobey's normal morning routine from the "old days". Maybe it's not good that I start out this way because it's just downhill from here. But I'll take what I can get.