Oh babies….

Get out of here, my husband said as he sent me out the door yesterday afternoon.

I know, I know… I’m going.  I said, fully aware that while I won’t have this luxury for long, I have it now.  So I left.  And I drove.  I called a friend and talked about babies and then I went to a park.  I walked out in the sunshine and the beautiful 75 degree weather and I just sat.  I let the sun wash over me and felt gratitude for the fact that if I was going to have a baby in the middle of winter, at least I was living in San Antonio Texas where a 75 degree day in January isn’t out of the question.

Things have been OK to pretty good.  This baby is delicious, beautiful and I want to smell her milky breath often.  I feel like the medication is probably kicking in and while I still have my worries and fears it feels like I also have rational thought on my side and can actually talk myself through some of my usual hurdles.  If there is one thing thats difficult at this point it’s that this little lady is usually up for about 2 hours no matter how long she slept or what time she woke.  That means each middle of the night waking is a 2 hour ordeal–luckily I have a husband who is willing and ready to take a shift. And I remind myself that she’s only 3 weeks old, this too shall pass and all babies are different.   But, oi.    

As you can tell blogging is on the back burner as we try and figure things out.  That being said I have a few different posts started/planned and I’d like to get the special needs spotlight up and going again soon.  I miss it.  And from the emails and comments I’ve gotten, you miss it too.

Thanks for the love, support and funny videos.
Laughter really is the best medicine.

Hugs,
Migs