We've had a pretty good week so far. Sam's newborn check-up went well; he weighed 8 pounds even, only 2 ounces shy of his birth weight. He's waking up a little more during the day and still eating every 3 hours. I forgot how sleepy newborns can be! It's nice, because I can get things done, but at the same time I've been like, "Is this NORMAL??!" He seems to be a pretty laid back baby; doesn't cry much at all and he loooooves his mama. And I think he's figured out that I'm his food source because every time I hold him he starts rooting around and acting like a hungry baby bird. Bless... I love it.
Mom is here today because Chad went back to work. She brought a roast with her and some fresh veggies from their garden, so she's cooking for us tonight. She'll go back to Florence tomorrow and I think Mary Ella's talked her into letting her come to the compound. I'm gonna let her go, only because I feel like we've totally deprived her of fun this week. Bless her heart, she wakes up every morning and says "Pool? Bathing suit?" and I have to be like, "Sorry baby, maybe we can go later this week..." knowing that it probably won't happen, just because Sam is so small and I never know what the weather will be like anyway. I'm trying to make time with her every day, reading her books or watching movies or just cuddling with her. She has been cracking me up lately; seems like she's hit a growth spurt since Sam came into the world, especially with her vocabulary and her sense of humor. This morning she came into the bathroom when I happened to be pumping; I finished and was getting dressed and she pointed at me and said, "Mama... one, two, twooooo boobies." HA! I died laughing. She has also pretended to breast feed her baby doll and has been mimicking me in every way she can; she'll come up to Sam and say "Ohhh, mama's sweet baby" or "What a BIG boy!" and it melts my heart. She has been such a good girl this week in spite of the lack of attention and the huge transition of having another baby in the house. It's funny, but once you have a newborn you kind of realize how BIG your "baby" (or toddler) really is... when we went to get my staples out the other day, we stopped at Chic Fil A on the way home to eat. Before Sam was born, we would have gotten Mary Ella a high chair and poured her kids meal drink into her sippy cup; but when we ate there this week, she sat in the booth with us and drank a Sprite out of a fountain cup. I almost cried. She's such a big girl now.
Well, I'll post more later. My kiddos are calling. Here are few pics from this week so far, including the finished nursery. Thanks, Gran, for the curtains! They are PERFECT!