Meet Walter Lee Schaffner. "Walt" for short. He came quietly into the world on August 1st and my life has been forever changed. Now, all that preparation? Can't prepare you. It just can't.
|The first time Sadie and Jack met Walt.|
For one - I am not stressing over my "deflated balloon" belly. Age has added the wisdom to know that right now I'm supposed to look this way, so why stress over it? Now, if my belly still looks like this six months from now then I may be writing a completely different blog post.
Two? The exhaustion is.....exhausting. I would give up just about anything right now for sleep. I had help every day until three days ago, so for the last three days I have had no one to hand him to so that I could take a nap. The difference? I can't make a coherent sentence, I forget to eat - unless it's sweet or caffeinated, I have worn my hair up for so long that I have a knot in the back that will probably take some heavy machinery to smooth out. Did you know that you can keep showering and washing/conditioning and the knot stays? Just thought you should know.
I had to ask the nurse at the hospital to teach me how to swaddle again. I remember very little.
My kids are in heaven. Sadie is a little mommy who wants to hold him, bounce him, and change the diapers. Jack is constantly in his face talking to him and kissing him. I still can't believe I have three children.
I'm hoping to start blogging regularly again. As a form of therapy. You would think with a newborn I would have no time for blogging, but I actually have more time than I have in years. Why, you ask?
That new beginning will have to be the subject of the next blog post...