Life as a family of four...

One week in and I can officially say that I think the transition from having no children to one is far more difficult than going from one child to two.  Granted I haven't had a day at home with my two boys by myself, so I might be singing a different tune in two weeks.  But, for now, I have to say that, aside from the exhaustion, I'm loving every minute of being a mom of two.  I was in a far different emotional state of mind a week after Sean was born. 

Sean seems back to his normal self again after a month and a half of not going to bed well, a week of having a cold and an ear infection from starting at a new daycare, and he even seems to like having baby Evan at home.  No jealousy issues yet...I probably just jinxed myself.  He shares his cars and blankey with Evan, he rocks him in the swing, he wants to pick him up (but we won't let him yet), and he even liked riding next to him in the new double stroller.  As long as there's enough hugs and kisses from mama, he doesn't mind that 75% of my time I have Evan in my arms.

Scott is returning to work tomorrow.  When this day arrived last time around, I was a mess every day leading up to it.  Crying about him leaving me at home, not wanting to be without him.  This time I feel more confident that I can do this and more understanding that him having to go back is reality.  He's been "AWESOME", as Sean would say, helping out with Sean, putting him to bed for every nap and bedtime, making me breakfast, filling my cup up with water, getting me chapstick, doing laundry, and the dishes.  He never ceases to amaze me as he continues to fill his role of husband and father.

Baby Evan is such a little nugget.  He's a great eater, pretty good sleeper, and an all-around pretty chill baby (so far...knocks on wood).  I remember how much I love when you take a newborn out of a car seat they won't let their legs go straight, how they look for your face when they hear your voice, how they smell (ahhh I love that baby smell), how soft their skin in.  He is just perfect and we are so blessed.

As for myself, after my incision check this week and getting steri-strips put on, my incision feels much better.  I've weaned myself off the pain medications they sent me home with as of today.  I'm tired, but managing and I shock myself at how I have the energy to read a book to Sean while nursing Evan after cleaning the bathroom and putting away laundry.  You just keep moving and keep going even though your body is telling you otherwise.  And each day I'm feeling better and more energetic.

This week my Dad will be out here each day to help out with Sean and any errands that need running since I still have a week left on my driving restriction.  We have Evan's newborn pictures being done on Wednesday.  We have the Plymouth Newcomer's Group dropping off a meal this week, two next week, and two the following week.  And Sean will start going to daycare two days a week.  Here we go...