Our little miss arrived safe and sound... three weeks ago! And I'm already wondering just how it went by so quickly.
So far, birth and recovery could not have been more different from the first time around. Aside from an initial delay of one day, which to be honest didn't phase me, everything has gone extremely well. My recovery is progressing nicely, little miss has stabilized her weight, and we've avoided nearly all of the major issues that were experienced after Jr's birth. *knocks on wood*
As far as settling into a new routine, we're still working on it, but I'm hopeful that I will get the all-clear for driving and more normal activity levels by the end of the week which should help. In general news: the baby sleeps pretty darn well, Jr hasn't been too disturbed by the new arrival, the house is in somewhat controlled chaos, and we're not surviving exclusively on take-out (thanks to very kind friends/family/neighbors and my predilection for making freezer meals).
|Brand spanking new.|
|Such a snuggler...|
|First family selfie!|
|And the compromises begin... |
"Yes, you may use your toy truck as an eating utensil."
|Apparently happiness expands in direct proportion to the bags and lines under my eyes...|
"Walking through the house at night is wonderful to me; a symphony of breath, each person a separate instrument as they collectively breathe in time to the metronome of life itself."