One month later

Veronica is going to be three-months-old on Monday and the cats have certainly had a lot to get used to. There's her Pack & Play, which has been three places in the house already, the room they used to own that they are no longer allowed into (her nursery used to be the critter room), the screaming infant/sleeping baby, her toys; the list goes on. How have they done? Pretty much beautifully.

There are quite a few cats in this house and many people would raise an eyebrow or two at the idea of having an infant so close to all of them. I have to say, it has been delightful. And the best part is, kitten cuddle time! Veronica gets to be snugly and warm and purred upon. Life couldn't be better.

I am almost a month into official stay at home mom-ness and trying to learn my new place in the world. I have a feeling that takes a long time. I'm volunteering with my UU Church, taking a class and loving my baby.

As I type this, disgustingly late at night I might add, Luna Moth is purring up a storm and grooming next to me. She is continuously proving to me that she's not done yet. For a twelve-year-old cat with hypertrophic cardiomyopathy and severe arthritis, she's doing great.