He's waking up in longer stretches during the day and sleeping in shorter stretches during the night. (Doh!) He's so cute and I know this time is so fleeting. But I have to be honest and say life is so weird when you have a newborn. I always feel out of it--it's a combination of the sleep deprivation, the hormones, the postpartum nursing body and being home so much.
I think the being home is actually the weirdest part for me. I get antsy really easily (it's from the Poole genes) and I feel strange when I'm not out participating in society. This really hasn't been going on that long--my mom was here all last week and the baby was still sleeping all the time.
Picking up Mom from the airport (in her sparkly shoes).
We did tons of stuff and I felt pretty normal. Now that I'm on my own it takes longer to do everything. I would actually still go out more, but Bennett fractured his arm last week.
He's in a splint and he's supposed to be really careful or the fracture could get worse, so we haven't been able to go out and do the stuff I would normally do with a newborn--parks, letting the boys ride bikes, etc. Luckily my boys are usually content to play at home. Still I feel like it is impossible to give each of them enough attention.
Benny seems to be having a bit of a hard time.
(And he shows it by driving us all crazy).
My favorite part of the day is when the big guys go to bed and I get to sit and cuddle Davis for an hour or two. Then I try to hop in bed the minute he falls asleep.
Bath time-- two weeks.
I have been so happily overwhelmed by the village of people helping me this go-round. It started with my mother-in-law and my mom. When my mom was here she took us out to eat every day (literally), she took the big boys out, we drove around and she helped me do errands.
She would get up and get the boys to school. It was great. Now I have two other friends who are taking turns picking up Charlie for school. (Bless them.) Other friends are taking Max and Bennett for play dates. People are bringing awesome dinners that feed us for days. Friends have dropped off banana bread and a Costco cake and one particularly delightful big bag full of treats and snacks.
Today-- two and a half weeks.
A couple friends text me regularly from Costco to take my order and deliver it to my door. I haven't had to grocery shop in weeks! Four kids is a ton of kids and I am so grateful for all this help. I hope to pay it forward should I ever rejoin society.