An Afternoon with Daddy

I left you with Daddy for a few hours today so I could take Quinn on a pony ride at the farm. I didn't worry too much, but I was pretty sure Bob did not listen to my instructions. Turns out I was a little right because he never changed your diaper, and your arms kept popping out of your swaddle. I think it was just a misunderstanding. You're not all messed up though. You ate beautifully when I got home, and I haven't heard a peep in almost 3 hours. I saw an 8 week old at the farm, and it made me miss you. I want to have you with me all the time, but that is not always what is best for you. I'm pretty sure you loved your time with daddy ... even the rough patches. Remember when you're a mom that if you don't leave your newborn with your husband in the first few weeks at least once, you sort of lose the window, and he'll be nervous around the babies till they're 5. Plus, it was so freakin' hot today! You deserved to spend the day in your air conditioned bed ... even if I missed out on bragging rights. I'm excited to show you off to Heather tomorrow.