Wrapped

Today marked our final appointment with Michelle and Orna. They came by and we hung out for a while. We found out that Milo now weighs 11 pounds, so she’s still growing nicely. We caught them up on all of the happenings: Giants games and breastfeeding, etc. Then, toward the end of their visit, they performed a Mexican ritual called “Closing the Bones” in which they tied 7 rebozos (sarongs) around me very tightly in order to help me come back into myself as Misty. I really appreciated the ritual because, as I think I’ve mentioned before, it can be quite a crazy shift becoming “Mom” - it can make it difficult to maintain your pre-pregnancy identity, especially when you become a stay-at-home mom and your day consists of baby and baby and more baby. So they wrapped me up, laid hands on me, spoke softly to me, and I went inward. It’s difficult to express how exactly it felt. I thought about who I am, who I was before Milo came along and how much of that person remains. I thought about change, both the good and the difficult, and who I want to be. It was a nice time to be with myself and my thoughts. Here’s a photo for your viewing pleasure:

Wrapped

After their visit, Chase went to work, and I fed Milo and wrapped her up and took a walk down Haight Street. The afternoon was pretty uneventful. I massaged Milo’s tummy with some oil to help with gas and pooping, which she loved. I fed her a lot throughout the day, and she was very alert and happy for most of our time together.

As for our relationship with Michelle and Orna, I know it wasn’t really a goodbye today, so that made it less sad. I love those ladies, and I know that Chase and I will maintain contact with them. They’re not the kind of people you let go of; they’re too good. They have helped us more than they know, and we’re eternally grateful for that. Milo deserves to know them.