Home Again

Vermont, 2012

We are back in Brooklyn after six days in Vermont for a beautiful country wedding (and an unexpected hospital visit that wasn't baby related.) It was blazing hot on the wedding day but all of the little details were pitch perfect. My cousin has fabulous taste and put so much work into every last thing.

Three out of the six bridesmaids were pregnant, so I am sure we looked like we were performing some kind of pagan fertility rite on the shores of Lake Champlain. Being a bridesmaid at 36 1/2 weeks was pretty much smooth sailing. It was a little bit nerve jangling to be so far from home so close to my due date but we managed to get back in one piece.

It was an intense weekend, but Will and I did steal away for a few swims, walks, and golf cart hijinks. Every quiet moment feels a bit heightened by the thought that there are only a few more weeks of just the two of us.

Now we are back we are on lockdown at home until the newest member of the family arrives. Normally I am a major planner, but this summer has been so hectic that we are still kind of camping out at home. I have to keep reminding myself that the baby doesn't need a fully kitted out nursery and that all we really need to have "assembled" is our mental health.