I apologize for the blog silence these last couple weeks. It feels like it has been an eternity since I was pregnant, but every day has flown by in blur of diaper changes, feedings, sibling temper tantrums, and lots and lots of cuddles.
I am still in shock that she is really here, and keep staring at all these little people running around my living room. As a friend told me, “Your cup overfloweth! Sometimes all over you, or the floor.”
Gladys seems to be a rather social little lady already. She prefers to be held, especially by me, and sleeps the soundest tucked into bed with us. She loves the sling already and I for-see much “baby-wearing” in the future. I wonder if this bond she has to me is related to our uninterrupted snuggling in her first hour after birth.
I am really enjoying watching the children dote on Gladys. They are always begging to hold her, especially Gianna. Gianna seems to think Gladys is her own personal baby doll. She picks out her clothes and sings her lullabies when she cries. She shared with me how she can’t wait until Gladys can “spin with her” and how she is going to teach her to kick her legs high “like a ballerina”. It is very sweet.
There is a mental, emotional, and physical exhaustion that comes with parenting a newborn that only other parents understand, and with three other young children to care for as well, it has been a rough on both myself and my husband. And then there is the learning-to-nurse-again thing, which is always journey in itself. I would describe this time as intense, not easy, but going really well, just like her labor did.