A busy couple of days have passed with Haust Blót — no commemorative toot for that on Tuesday, I apologize — & then me playing catchup on tasks that the baby waylaid me from (either through having been born slightly before we had certain things ready, or through just being a baby). Today, despite a doctor's appointment that took too much time, now feels like the first day when I can start focusing more on certain things that will foster a better relationship between the baby & I, rather than on simply healing up. I think my anemia is getting under control so that's playing a big role.