Today is Emily's two week birthday!! It is sort of hard to believe it has been two whole weeks since she came into the world in a big ol' hurry! The newborn fog is thick and dense, but we are starting to get used to our "new normal". I told Daniel that it is like needing to learn a whole new dance, when you already had the old one down pat. Anytime we figure out something new, and how to handle a new situation, I feel like Daniel and I should high five!
Miss Em had her first check-up yesterday and in the words of our beloved pediatrician, "She is perfect." Woo hoo! The goal was for her weight to be back to her birth weight (7 lbs. 2 oz) by the time of her check-up. She weighed (*drum roll please*) 7 lbs. 11 oz.!!!!!!!! This means that all of our hard work on breast feeding is doing its' job. As Mr. Cameron would say, "Hard work pays off!!" I've been tempted to blog about the trials and tribs of our early breast feeding days. I've spared you, though. Just one more thing to thank me for! I was a little overwhelmed at the doc yesterday. I know so many kids and babies who are sick. To have a baby who is just as she should be is such a huge blessing-one I definitely do not take for granted. I am thankful to the Lord for protecting her and me during my pregnancy.
Big brother is working hard on adjusting to his new lot in life-the oldest child. As an oldest myself, I sort of empathize with all the new responsibliity. =) He is my main go-to guy for all errands and help getting things out of my reach. He tells me all the time that he loves baby sister. And yet, there are things about our new life that are super annoying to him. Each time I have to feed her, he says, "Again??!!" Feeding time is definitely not his favorite. We are working on it. He often takes that chance to get into some sort of mischief-he knows there is not much I can do in the moment. I think they call that too smart for his own good!
In case you were worried all the crazy would dissipate in the blissful newborn season, don't you fret. I am as crazy as ever, and in fact, am pretty sure that I speak some sort of gibberish to Daniel each night, in the middle of the night. And, as an added bonus, Drew is sick. I asked Daniel yesterday if we were being Punk'd. Daddy got the privilege of watching approximately 6 episodes of Hi-5 in the middle of the night Thursday night after I begged for "just a few hours of sleep". Hopefully, this little cold will be short-lived and baby sister won't get it!
So far, it's been action-packed. Stay tuned. I'm sure there's more fun to come!
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