So life is starting to settle down and become a little more normal. Well, I mean, it's a new normal. I'm still getting used to having Jackson in the house, and today I heard a noise and was surprised to see him there! LOL. I laughed at myself, thinking that he's been here almost two weeks and you'd think I'd know he was in the house. It cracked me up.
For the first week or so we entertained lots of visitors and our church arranged meals for us, and the last one is coming Tuesday night. Lots of family came to meet Jackson and he slept through most of it. Charlie went to put the balloons out on the mailbox and got half way down the driveway and then came back. He asked me to get my camera because he wanted me to capture the moment. I thought it was funny, but obliged him. He's been so cute to watch through this entire thing, and he's enjoying the celebrations.
Most of the people so that have met Jackson so far have known our story and have known he was adopted, but I finally went somewhere where there were lots of ladies who didn't know the story and all they saw was a woman with a three week old baby. A couple of them asked me how I was recovering and it took me a moment to understand they were asking about my labor. One asked me if I'd had a C-section and I finally confessed that he was adopted and that except for the sleep deprivation I was doing fine.
Although, I did learn how it feels when I don't feel good and I still have to be mom. I had a horrible headache Saturday night and Sunday morning and Jackson seemed to just want to be held. It was an interesting morning, but we made it through.
Anyway, that's the update for now. We are all sucked into the Olympics around here and it's nice that games are on all day while I'm cuddling and feeding Jackson and trying to get used to being a mom. It gets easier, right? :)
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Oh the days of sleep deprivation. I think the worst part of our's lasted about three months, but Ava was so tiny and I was paranoid to fall asleep. I still am over the moon excited for you and Charlie. I think him wanting his picture captured while he was hanging the balloons is precious!
Oh, I'm so happy for you! And that's adorable about your husband and the picture :)
I think parenting when you feel less than perfect is the hardest part, and something I've been dealing with lately. But then you get through it and see they're still ok. So do what you have to do and take care of yourself. And it does get easier. That newborn stage can be brutal! And then they turn two.. haha ;)
OH MY GOSH!!!! WHAT? Where have I been????
So exciting and congratulations!!!!!!!!
Newborns are rough. :) It does get easier and everything comes in phases....This phase seems to last forever! Like AYWH said, newborn stage is brutal. :) NO other sweet way to put it.
I can't wait to watch him grown!!!
We were prayer buddies awhile back and I was thinking about you on my walk today. I have not been good about keeping up with blogs lately but I said a little prayer for you hoping that you would be blessed with a child and then I get on here to check your blog and to my surprise you have been blessed!!! Congratulations! I'm so happy for you. Enjoy your little boy :)
The 2002 SLC Winter Olympics were held right after I had Caroline; needless to say, we watched a lot of Olympic coverage during her first few weeks of life.
It does get better. Sort of. The newborn stage is hard, but three year olds are worse. ;)
The 2002 SLC Winter Olympics were held right after I had Caroline; needless to say, we watched a lot of Olympic coverage during her first few weeks of life.
It does get better. Sort of. The newborn stage is hard, but three year olds are worse. ;)
Love the pic of Charlie!!! And that he asked you to take it. :-)
I have also had the "how are you recovering" part and it is nice to just "be a mom" without question.
It does get easier ... once he starts sleeping through the night, you will get (part of) your sanity back. :-)
Keep those pictures coming! And enjoy EVERY MINUTE!!! ;)
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