i just wanted to stop in and say that we have survived the first week!
really i'm just proud of myself for making it through my first two days on my own with two (two!) kids without crying. except in the morning when matt left for work. that was hard. i loved having him home with us.
i had truly envisioned capturing pictures of henry, bea and myself in tears to post here, but that never happened much
to my surprise!
the first day (monday) bea slept pretty much all day. i think that was her gift to me and to henry. it helped me transition to
matt going back to work and gave henry and i some playtime together. the second day, was almost a repeat of the first but
she was awake quite a bit more.
bea is doing great and so is henry. she is a great sleeper and eater. she has already surpassed her birth weight and is only waking once in the night to eat (i hope that continues). she smiles a lot (i don't care if anyone thinks its gas, i believe differently) and is holding up against her brother well (she gets bounced quite a bit).
henry has adjusted well to bea's permanence. the first day home was a little rough, but he took it out on matt & i. since then he's been a normal toddler. he loves on his sister often, he likes to nuzzle her head, just like mama does. and he has already learned that bea is his 'out' when trying to get out of trouble. he does a fake cry saying "i see bea, i see bea". i have to say it usually works. i am so proud of my boy for the way he has welcomed his sister into our family, he acts as though she has been here with us his whole life. it has really just amazed me. he brings her blankets, shares his 'trog' with her, and entertains us endlessly. i cannot wait to see them grow together. as long as it's not too quickly.
i'm doing pretty well myself. two days in a row now with no nap, so i guess my energy level is returning. and physically i'm pretty good, but i'm having issues with my left side, the same side that bothered me most of the pregnancy. oh, and the sudden surges of hormones gets to me some nights. like last night. henry was testing us at the dinner table and i just couldn't take it so i told him he had to leave the table and go to bed. no stories, no bath, no nothing. (i actually did this twice, because the first time i gave in to him and let him have another (failed) try at the table). so off he went. he was a little upset, but he was really tired. i of course felt guilty the rest of the evening for sending him to bed in such a negative way and wanted desperately to go in there, wake him up and hug him and tell him i loved him and that he could come to our bed.
ah, our bed. before bea, we joked about getting a king size bed so it could accommodate all 4 of us. henry ends up in our bed at some point almost every night or morning, so we got a co-sleeper from craigslist for bea to sleep in. so far henry has slept in the co-sleeper more than bea has and i am amazed at how big our bed can feel with all of us snuggled in there. it's been a perfect fit since the evenings are cooling off here.
honestly, before henry was born i never would have thought i would have encouraged the family bed thing, but it is one of those things that i love so much right now and couldn't care less what anyone else thinks about it (i know several people who think i am crazy for allowing it, and that's okay).
well, i'm rambling so that's enough for now. thanks again to everyone for the kind words and thoughts. this blogging family is such a positive thing for me and i appreciate all of you!