Our Little Punk Rocker Boy- He's Such a Badass! (Taken Monday morning, 1 month old)
Our Brave Little Family (Taken After Jonah's Bris, 8 days old)
I'm feeling like a sack of rotten ass, and its so much harder to be sick when you've got a newborn to take care of. Luckily, we were blessed with a super mellow baby (which he clearly gets from his father's side, might I just point out), so he's cool with just hanging out in bed with Maman...as long as there's a boob in the vicinity he's pretty much okay with anything.
The days are flying by now...yet somehow each individual day seems so long. A good friend of mine's grandfather says that when you have kids the days are reallllly long and the months/years are really short. Truer words have never been spoken. And somehow, in these really long days, I'm supremely lucky if I find the time to shower (you'd be pretty grossed out if you knew how infrequently that happens), much less blog, return phone calls and/or emails, and forget about the dishes. I think we'd be eating cereal for every meal if the wonderful Sarachkah hadn't arranged for people to bring us meals through March. They say it takes a village to raise a child, and I'm here to tell you it most certainly does. And damn, I'm so lucky to have the excellent village that I have.
Through the homebirth community and our Birthing From Within class (we all still keep in touch and get together once a week, although Jonah is by far the baby of the group, born about 8 weeks after everyone else) I'm so surrounded by all these awesome Mamas who have been my salvation, feeding my body and spirit with nothing but positivity...which has been so helpful with all of the challenges we've been facing between grieving Mimi's death and the heartbreakingly frustrating milk supply issues. I'm hanging on by my fingernails most days, but its so great to know that there's a safety net of women should I lose my grip and fall.
One day maybe I will feel like myself again?
Okay, back to bed for the LFM and I- gotta grab the windows of sleep when we can.
The days are flying by now...yet somehow each individual day seems so long. A good friend of mine's grandfather says that when you have kids the days are reallllly long and the months/years are really short. Truer words have never been spoken. And somehow, in these really long days, I'm supremely lucky if I find the time to shower (you'd be pretty grossed out if you knew how infrequently that happens), much less blog, return phone calls and/or emails, and forget about the dishes. I think we'd be eating cereal for every meal if the wonderful Sarachkah hadn't arranged for people to bring us meals through March. They say it takes a village to raise a child, and I'm here to tell you it most certainly does. And damn, I'm so lucky to have the excellent village that I have.
Through the homebirth community and our Birthing From Within class (we all still keep in touch and get together once a week, although Jonah is by far the baby of the group, born about 8 weeks after everyone else) I'm so surrounded by all these awesome Mamas who have been my salvation, feeding my body and spirit with nothing but positivity...which has been so helpful with all of the challenges we've been facing between grieving Mimi's death and the heartbreakingly frustrating milk supply issues. I'm hanging on by my fingernails most days, but its so great to know that there's a safety net of women should I lose my grip and fall.
One day maybe I will feel like myself again?
Okay, back to bed for the LFM and I- gotta grab the windows of sleep when we can.
4 comments:
He looks like a Maurice Sendak boy in that top picture! http://www.childlit.com/battledore/shop/products_pictures/itnk_button.jpg
Sorry you are feeling so yucky. :( I totally get the whole long day short week thing. Call me if you need anything, I can't guarantee I have had a shower either but the babies don't seem to care. ;) Sending much love and hang in there!
Rachel
Sweetie, I'm so happy to read your posts, and sorry I missed your visit to our lush offices.
Jonah is a vision of joy! Such a handsome, hairy little punk rocker. I hope you are on the mend. I send heaps of love to your whole beautiful family.
Sorry you are feeling puny. The 2-week crud is circulating right now, so think of yourself as halfway well, right? It'll be over soon.
Love, Janiney
hello soul twin...u look positively lovely regardless of ur illness...we need to talk soon. i need ur address (i have a little something for u and only have the old one.) also, I've joined the blogging community
http://presto-presto.blogspot.com/
love 2 u....take care...kiss WB and LFM for me.
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