P.A.C.E. moms

One of the best things that was recommended to me when I was pregnant was to join a new Mom group, and specifically, in Washington, D.C., a P.A.C.E. group. I’m so glad I did. I remember the first day and how it was the first real outing with myself and Miss E. How long it took to get ready. To time everything. To not forget anything in the diaper bag.  How we had the cutest outfit on. Until she spit up all over it. And then we had the second cutest outfit on. Until it was the biggest diaper blowout ever. And then how we finally just went, in a regular onesie, but it was fine, because we were out the door.  This week, as we went to our last formal meeting, I thought about that first drive, and how, even though it was only 10 minutes away, it was forever, because she might scream the whole way. (She didn’t.) And while it has only been about two months, it might as well have been a different person who accompanied E to that last meeting. It was like we had been comfortable forever.

Here are all the P.A.C.E babies this week. We’re going to keep meeting, I hope, for a long time.

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