weeks are over. My writing died to chaos and infant-induced disorganization, and I have somehow let two months escape my intended keepsake blogging (this is equally as devastating as it is unsurprising). 

turned one week old last night. Upon being discharged from the hospital, I succumbed to trusting motherhood more so than the assembly line of NICU nurses answering questions and prodding our preemie with all-knowing medical devices and soothing “hacks.”