So that was the summer. Simple days, shared between home and short walks outside. When day and night blurred into one. When I was gathering my strength again and we adjusted to our new found life as a three.
In years to come, I wander what memories will remain of these summer days? Of this season dedicated to finding my place in this incredible, difficult, wonderful role of being a mother to a little boy.
For now, it is still all a little blurred.