We're Comin' Out
Week four was the week Meg and I finally started feeling normal enough to bring Asher out into the world. Thursday, there was the trip to Dad's office. Friday, the first stroller walk around the block. Today, the first trip to Nana and Papa Haury's house.
As much as I miss him when I'm at work, it's been a sanity making experience, re-establishing the whole work routine. Meg's teaching one class this semester, but do the math. If you're only out of the house for four or six hour stints twice a week, that means you're spending a crazy insane amount of time indoors, shuttling between the bed and couch.
I'm writing this from the Haury house, and while I can't say for sure that Asher really understands that he's at not-home, Meg and I sure can tell the difference. No matter how much you love the comforts of your own home, you can't underestimate the toll that being truly housebound can take.
While Asher's slowly beginning to realize that there's a world outside 620 Mac, Meg and I are busy pondering how it'll feel when all these firsts – super-stuffed diaper bags, changing pads, travel tubes of butt cream – are finally part of the new normal. The Dawson family, unsteadily at first, is on the move.