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Everything has been feeling fine. River is recovering from surgery. No spit up. Nights are spent mostly sleeping. Life feels good, most of the time.

And then there's today. It began with our failed attempt to enjoy breakfast with my grandparents at the B&B. River was unhappy, and letting us know so Julia and I took turns walking, rocking, distracting, feeling embarassed, and listening to others tell us how "typical" it is. Oh they have no idea. Then I went to the co-op to do my member hours. I encountered a pregnant woman 3 weeks away from her due date, young babies engaged with their world, toddlers learning to walk. All positions of which I am envious and resentful all in one. Sometimes I wish that I could have a "normal" life.