Micah is 3 weeks old today. Hard to believe isn't it? It feels like time stood still in the weeks leading up to his arrival and now it's racing by at warp speed. Despite my very best efforts to slow down, live in the moment and not miss a second of these precious early days, time is still ticking away much faster than I would like.
Things are good. Life is wonderful. I worried about how this would all play out. I struggled with Rowan as a newborn. A great deal of that was due to the fact that I was a first time mom and nothing can prepare you for the intensity of life with a newborn. I hadn't anticipated how hard it would be to juggle work and baby. I hadn't made enough adjustments to the way we were operating to allow time and space to heal and bond after delivery. This time around we were ready and the transition from 1 child to 2 is going smoother than I could have imagined. Micah is a calm and peaceful baby. We spend our days snuggling, gazing into each others eyes, nursing (and more nursing!) and just generally enjoying each others company. I had been prepared to just survive these first few weeks, the fact that I am thoroughly enjoying them is a very pleasant surprise.
Thank you for being so supportive and understanding of our needs as a family and allowing us to cherish these moments. The extra week turnaround time has been a lifesaver. I can fit in work when I can, but can also fit in a nap with Micah if I need it without feeling like I'm falling desperately behind. The peace of mind that allows me has made all the difference.