When Max was 1 week old we had to say goodbye to daddy, since he had just got his new job and was working in UT, and we were living in ID. I wasn’t quite feeling up to a move at that time, so we said goodbye to Jim and I played single-mom again with my 3 kids for another week (3, 2, and 1 week). I took this picture of Max an hour or so after Jim left us. What saved me that week? Meals from ladies from church, my siblings that I called on when I needed help, a lot of tylenol, and early bed-times for the toddlers.
You can’t quite capture these kinds of small details of newborns from memory alone. Yet another reason why I’m grateful for photography.