Noah turned 5 wks this week. It’s getting easier — probably because I’m becoming more used to it — being a mom, being Noah’s mom. I still don’t feel like a mom. I look forward to being healed myself, to exercising again, to Noah having more of a routine, even going back to work in a strange sense. Winter scares me. The cold, the snow, not wanting to get out of bed & having to, working + Noah in the ice.