It is 5 am, I’m sitting in our dimly lit bedroom, burping Lucy while Aaron sleeps peacefully beside me. So naturally that is a perfect time to write a blog right? Sure, why not.
I have so many ideas floating around in my head of things to write about, but what I lack is the time to write them down. I’m sure that as Lucy gets older and our schedule becomes more consistent I will start blogging more often, but until then I will stick with these periodic posts that will be mostly written in the wee hours while nursing. That’s what smartphone apps are for right?
So here we are at the end of another week and overall it was a great week except for a few nights that were not so great. And yet it is those not so great moments that really stick out and shape the whole course of the week.
So in my quest to keep it real, here it goes. The good, bad and ugly of the week.
- Austin seems to be adjusting well to life as a big brother
- We are back to our daily routine, a schedule Austin and I are both thankful for
- I am back to seeing people and socializing (as my mom says, I need people)
- I love playing with Austin and just staring at Lucy in awe of this little family I have created
- I am still struggling with both babies crying at the same time and who to tend to first
- Functioning during the day after a sleepless night. The struggle is real, but coffee makes it a little bit better.
- Napping when the kids nap. This isn’t always possible. While one is napping the other wakes up and vice versa.
- The middle of the night when Lucy decides to be up for 3 consecutive hours leaving me with 4 hours of interrupted sleep
- Middle of the night projectile vomit and projectile poop episodes
- The amount of bodily fluids that I deal with on a daily basis from both kids
During these hard times, I remind myself that this too shall pass. My baby is only a few weeks old and I need to cut myself some slack. Even though I feel like this time around is a lot easier, there is still a learning curve and that’s okay.
These are the moments that make it all worth it.
Or let’s be honest… I cry it out. Crying for me is cathartic, it’s just a release of all emotions.
So now that the baby has been burped and is sound asleep, I am off to put on a clean, poop poop free shirt, change my pillow case and hope for a couple more hours of uninterrupted sleep.