Let’s see, let’s see. It shouldn’t be too hard to give you an update. Nursing, sleeping, diapers, nursing, sleeping, diapers. I made it out of the house yesterday morning for breakfast at a real restaurant with a real wait staff who came and filled my coffee cup two times, I declined the third. Do you know how nice that was? Really nice. I came down with makeup on and my hair done early that morning and declared to Steve, “I am a woman!” You know, as opposed to simply a milk-producing mobile machine that catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror and is a bit frightened at the reflection. I had to get out. I mumbled something about my circadian rhythm and need to breathe fresh air and out we went. It’s no small feat though, getting small children out the door. How do you mothers of many small children do it? I’d be housebound with any more, I’m afraid.
Anders remains the chillest baby ever. As soon as I type this, it’ll stop, so I won’t even type it but it has something to do with him being a good sleeper too but since I didn’t type it there’s no jinx-danger here. He eats like every meal is his last, practically snorting with glee as he nears my chest and I find it completely hilarious and adorable. Oh and he smiles!
We have all the kids home for Christmas and aside from the the amount of food that’s consumed (grocery store runs every other day are pretty much standard though Steve’s taken that job on entirely, thank you sweet man!), it’s going well. I made a big chili yesterday. Something like five chicken breasts, four cans of pinto beans, onions, three boxes of chicken broth, and four big red peppers and there are still no leftovers. Mothers of boys, can I get a hear hear?
Parker has been doing really well. I think he’s feeling the transition a bit (oh there have been meltdowns!), but thus far isn’t actually directing any frustration at the baby in the form of pegging a Duplos at him or requesting that he be put back in my belly. So, we’re celebrating? One step at a time. Kind souls have brought dinners, cookies, gifts, one walking through the door with a chicken pot pie fresh out of the oven at exactly 5:30 pm. All of these things are easing us into our new normal. We love you, people!
I’m basically done Christmas shopping? I think? I have a long list of thank you notes to write, one more quick reassessment of what I’ve bought and for who, a few teacher Christmas gifts to buy, a few more gifts to wrap, and then I do believe I am done. Steve’s grading papers, William and Lindsey are finishing up their last days of school, Nathaniel and Jordan are getting a few work hours in during their break, Parker is strapping on a backpack and pretending he’s going to school, and I’m cuddling with the tiniest person in the house and kissing his lips every chance I get.
One day at a time is the theme these days, and really it should be for all the days. Hope you’re well wherever you are!
Aw, I love when they smile early! Newborn smiles are the best!
Hope you all have a very Merry Christmas!! & yes, one day at a time! We should remember that more often!!
It sounds like you are doing great!! I hope whenever I have a second that I can handle the transition as gracefully! It took me a bit longer than I would have liked to bounce back after the first. :/
So sweet. My baby is almost 7 months and I already miss those newborn snuggles. Getting out the door with two little ones does get easier… and you learn to just start the whole "leaving" process early and give yourself some grace when you run behind. Merry Christmas! Enjoy that sweet boy.
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What a lovely picture!
I hear you, Bridget 😉 – Teenageboys can eat a lot without even blinking. And I also hear you on the "Leaving the house with small children" topic, I'm still searching the key to that riddle..If I figure it out any time soon, I'll let you know 😉
I wish you and your family a very merry christmas with lots of love, laughter and time for cuddling and kissing these lips 😉 I hope you're all well too.
I hear you! We never have leftovers. Ever.
My husband is the worst though–bottomless pit.
My two smallest children are 3 & 2 and I felt housebound most of the time in the beginning. It becomes easier as they get older. (obviously) It does take a lot of effort to usher anyone out the door though, especially in winter! (boots, hats, jackets, socks etc) Anyway, it'll become routine before you know it. And having older kids (I have one teenage son) is always a big help! : ) I hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas. Here is to a new year!