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| Our Christmas Baby is here! |
As far as the last two weeks...My mother-in-law Laurie just left early yesterday morning...and I was dreading it :( She flew in on November 29th, about one week before I had Ivy, so she learned the routine of running the kids to and from school, making lunches, and balancing dinner, house cleaning, and everything else our family does. She jumped right in, and after I had Ivy, I didn't have to lift a finger to do any dishes, laundry, or get the kids ready for school...she was a godsend. And the kids loved spending all that time with their Grandma. The two weeks postpartum that I had Laurie here gave me the chance to relax, heal, and I believe it also kept my sanity. John was not able to take any time off of work. And there is no way I could have done it alone. I will forever remember the first weeks with Ivy as a beautiful time, and I have my mother-in-law to thank for that. I know it wasn't easy for her to be away from home for 3 weeks, especially after loosing her mother, Grandma Carol just the week before she left to be with us. It was an emotional month for her I know, but I hope she also knows that she made a world of difference in our lives during the time she spent here. Thank you.
| Grandma helped with our annual cookie making adventure! |
We celebrated an early Christmas with Grandma too!
| I handmade this sign for Grandma and Grandpa to put on their 5 acre farm in California. |
As for Ivy, she is perfect. She's really is a good baby, and we are so blessed. She nurses like a champ! She has been waking only once or twice to eat between the hours of 8pm and 6am, so I think that's awesome! She takes some great naps in the morning and afternoon, but then has what we call her "witching hour" in the evening...usually between 4pm and 7pm. During that time she's a bit cranky, fights sleep, and wants to be held, suck on something, and just get attention. I think it's what poops her out so much by 8pm and keeps her {and me!} sleeping pretty good throughout the rest of the night...so I really can't complain! I know eventually we'll work out a regular nap schedule that keeps her well rested throughout the day, and this newborn cranky time will pass.
As for Jade and Cole...they LOVE Ivy. I have not sensed any jealousy or or had them compete for my attention. They love to hold her, hug her, and talk about how cute she is :) Jade draws her pictures, and lets me know if Ivy is "winding up" to cry or need mommy. Both kids will say, "Mommy, I think Ivy is thirsty!" and they love to snuggle with me on the couch while I nurse her. Cole loves to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star to Ivy, and he's a great helper when it comes to diaper changes, believe it or not! He'll grab the diapers and wipes, and has even taken it upon himself to wipe Ivy's booty, heehee! If you were to ask Jade or Cole, I think they would agree that Ivy is a welcomed member of the family :)
As for me, I'm doing as expected :) I have been experiencing some "baby blues" that I can tell are completely hormonal...for instance, on the very day that my milk came in {about 3 days after Ivy was born} I was totally weepy, wanting to cry over everything, happy or sad. I walked around all day with a lump in my throat, trying to stop myself from crying. I blame that all on the major change in hormones...it's not a coincidence that I was an emotional wreck on the same day my milk came in. Since then, I have my moments of feeling overwhelmed or wanting to cry, but I know why I feel that way, and I say a prayer that this too shall pass, and I look at everything I have and remember how fast time flies...and I cherish the moment. One other thing that I am struggling with is missing John...he hasn't had any time off of work in over a year {other than a 4 day weekend at Thanksgiving} and I can tell it's wearing on him. Our time together is brief. And we are both exhausted...me because I'm caring for a newborn, kids and house all day, and him because he's up early every morning for work, putting in a tough 8 hours or more, then coming home and helping out with the older two and some housework. By 8pm when our kids are asleep, we are ready for bed too. I know this is just a season of our lives, and soon we will look back on this time with only fond memories, but it's tough. I am so proud of him, thankful for him, and crazy about him. I couldn't ask for a better team mate, life mate, and best friend. I fantasize about growing old with him, and looking back at the time we spent growing and raising babies, proud of ourselves for all our hard work and the fruit that came from it...that thought makes it all worth it.
So since Laurie left on Wednesday morning, I had my first solo day with the three kids...it was also the first {and last} day I had to drive all the kids to school and back with Ivy in tow...but thankfully yesterday was also the last day of school before Winter Break. I won't have to worry about being the taxi driver again until the New Year! But even so, Ivy did great going along for the rides yesterday. We even made it to Jade's school in the morning to watch them make gingerbread houses!
Jade was excited that I brought Ivy in for her friends to see, and it was fun telling my birth story to all the teachers who had heard from Jade that Ivy was born in the car...and learned that no, she wasn't making that up! I'm still pretty impressed by myself, getting all three kids fed, dressed, and out the door on time...oh yeah, I got myself fed and dressed too! Go me!
On Saturday, my mom flies in, and I am so EXCITED to have family here again! My dad flies in on Christmas day, and they will stay until January 2nd. I am going to take advantage of the extra hands, and this special time with family...this will be the first Christmas and New Years we've had with family {other than the 4 of us} since 2009!
Not sure if I'll be back to blog before the New Year, so MERRY CHRISTMAS to all of you, and Happy New Year!!




4 comments:
I will pray that you and John are able to find some couple time in the next few days. I think everything looks bleak and wonderful in the first 6 weeks of our babies lives. Rest and survive-don't push it too much. Love you, girl!
Ivy is beautiful!!! I'm so so happy to hear everything is going well! You are a supermom...I really admire you! What an awesome and helpful mil you have! I hope the next week and a half with your family is filled with relaxing times and wonderful memories. And I hope you and John can steal away a bit of time together - you both deserve it. I've been thinking about you and am glad you're all adjusting great!! Sending tons of love and wishing you and your family a very Merry Christmas, Angela! Xoxox
Maria
I'm glad everything is going so well for you guys! And um, I think I see peanut butter and chocolate in those cookies you made- I may need a recipe. :)
I positively love the sign you made for your parents! I know for sure that my mom and dad (as well as Tim's mom) would proudly display something like that ... Hmmm ... Future project? ;)
The photo of the kiddos in front of the fireplace is priceless -- What a special memory! I do hope you'll frame that one.
Aaaand, okay, since you're a mama, I'm going to go out on a bit of a TMI limb with this, but I think (hope) it will give you a laugh re: feeling weepy and bluesy the day your milk came in.
The day my milk came in (remember, Maile is our one and only, for now) I was a total wreck. I was engorged into my armpits, and ended up developing a pretty nasty case of mastitis. Breastfeeding was never just an "option" in my mind. I. was. doing it. Period. End of story. But I couldn't believe the pain I was in. And Maile was so small, that she had a hard time at first. Anyway, by the end of the day, I was sitting on the floor of our bedroom, attempting to nurse Maile on one side, while pumping the other. I was wildly unsuccessful. There was milk leaking everywhere. Maile was screaming (I definitely had overactive letdown, but didn't know it yet), and I burst into a sobbing, heaving, full-on meltdown.
My saintly husband calmly walked in, helped me re-latch Maile (because he is amazing and read all kinds of things about breastfeeding), and pumped the other side FOR ME, so I could focus on our sweet baby girl.
He always laughs when I tell that story now (usually to new mama friends -- not veterans like yourself!), but I just know that I never would've made it if not for him.
If you ever need someone to complain to about missing your husband, for real, send me a message. As the wife of an oil rig driller, I'm well practiced in "the missing"! Hugs to you, friend, and your beautiful family!
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