You've heard me say life with a new baby is like a fog. I'm sure it's no different for any new parent-this stuff is a crazy mix of elation, exhaustion, aches, pains, and wonderment that this is really YOUR child. For my family, add in a little drama and there you have the last few days! Oh I forget...all families have that too.
Both big kids (ha!) are still sick. Their Daddy is taking care of them-how thankful am I that he can do that without a single instruction from me?? We joke that he would be a better stay-at-home parent than I am because he can do everything AND clean :)
I'm at Nattie and Popeye's house, with a living room setup complete with bed and remote control. I grew up in this house and as much as I miss my family and feel like I'm missing the kids more by the second, this is a nice place to be with my little (back to 8 lbs.) girl.
To update you pregnant or new moms, actually any woman who has given birth, everything hurts almost to the unbearable point. I mentioned that I found out after the surgery was over that I basically had two separate surguries and I thought the tubal was like salt and peppering a meal. Ahem...not the case. An extra day in the hospital was a good decision as well as no pain meds to spare myself nausea. I'm taking Motrin so I'm not totally crazy! Nursing really hurts in the beginning and I barely recognize who I see in the mirror but I'm hopeful that within a week or two things will settle down in the production department and clothes will fit again. No I'm not talking about normal clothes...just normal nursing undergarments.
Joy is doing so well sleeping, eating, sleeping, eating, you know, living the newborn life. She is patient with her momma who averages 45 seconds to sit up in bed to pick her up. I'm trying to sit up that whole time, looking much like a turtle trapped on my back I imagine. Somebody should capture it on film but my parents are my only roommates and they don't think it's as funny as I do. Thank God for them.
Looks like it's time to eat again for the little miss. Thanks for walking this journey with us and rejoicing in the miracle God has given us over the last few weeks. Your prayers meant so much during the scary months and now you're part of her story. And mine.