I’m scheduling your two year checkup now, a tad later than I normally would because this is where my mind is now: on you and your new swim class and approaching school year, on our family and all the moving parts, on my lower back and how to kind of still sleep on my stomach. It’s all a juggling act. It’s all a cliche, to a degree.I remember your very first appointment with your pediatrician. Our very first appointment as real parents living outside of the hospital with a real baby living outside of me. We made sure we wiped your booty shiny-clean and fed you immediately before. As two first borns raised in a society focused on milestones and test scores, a “Well Baby Appointment” for our four-day-old felt like something we could only pass or fail. Our first outing, as big and small as you were.
Mama and Daddy