C commented the other night that it's amazing that the tiny, crying baby from those shaky early weeks has morphed into a real person. It no longer feels like the two of us (plus dog and baby). We've become a threesome (plus dog) almost overnight.
I'm not saying life is all perfect these days, I'd hate to imply that idea--there's enough "perfection" out there on the web to make a new mom's head spin--we've just become more accustomed to the ever-changing nature of our new lives (and the continuous lack of sleep).
I can't really help but live in the moment, as I'm mostly too drained to really think past the moment, but it's fun to see our new routines becoming our traditions. I wonder which ones will stick and become part of E's collection of memories over the years.