Goodness gracious… Where to begin?
We were so darn lucky to have my mom here for nearly two whole weeks. SO LUCKY. Like count your lucky stars, lucky.
The Toddler loved spending hours with Nana. Going to the park, getting frozen yogurt, playing make believe with his new Lego set, playing outside with his new stretchy hose and watering can. Adorable.
I feel a world of a difference after this birth. Last time I was sick, really sick. And looked and felt awful for weeks afterward.
This time?
I was up, walking around, doing regular day-to-day things for our family. Walking normally(easier this time with no 2 inch tear). I felt healthy.
The Toddler has been wonderful with our baby girl. But he despises my existence when I hold or feed her-which is the majority of our waking hours. Hoping that with time it will get better- because he is acting out….so dang much.
Excited to hopefully get more than two hours of sleep in the coming weeks. And warning to all(specifically the hubby)- DO NOT complain about how tired you are to me. I haven’t slept for more than two hours for close to three weeks. I will rip your face off and shove it down your piddly-little throat(in my mind) as I smile and nod-wondering all the while why you can’t understand how colossally idiotic you sound to a mother of two under two?!?
I digress.
I now know that The Toddler was a colicky baby. Our sweet baby girl is what dreams are made of…. Seriously…. I didn’t know babies could be this peaceful. Thank you baby girl!
Special note to The Husband- thank you for taking care of us! You are my rock.
Hoping to get back to regular posting soon. Right now I am going to go kiss my little one’s sweet faces.
