I’m not together enough mentally to write real posts, but here is a picture I snapped earlier this week. That girl sure is smiley for such a tiny baby! Probably because since the day she was born she’s had an audience of people in her face smiling at her.
I can’t believe she’ll be 4 weeks old tomorrow. HOLY HELL, I MADE IT THROUGH THE FIRST MONTH!!! I have had some rough days, yes, but overall I dare say this hasn’t been that bad. I was prepared for everything to fall apart or explode or something horrific. But no … there’s been none of that.
Living near family has made a h-u-g-e difference. I’ve called my mom or my mother-in-law countless times in recent weeks to ask for help, and it’s been wonderful to have that luxury. The boys are super sweet … they love the baby. They are mean to each other, but they love the baby. I just have to watch closely to make sure they don’t love her too roughly.
I can join the gym in two weeks and I can’t wait, because clearly I need to get out of the house and have some regular time to myself before I become one of those women who lose themselves in motherhood and all they can talk about is their children. I can feel myself teetering on the edge of round-the-clock mothering and it’s really getting to me. Like I am literally boring mysel…………..zzzzzzzzzzzzz.