Bath staples: Remede shampoo/conditioner, Philosophy bath gels, fat, indulgent Claus Porto soaps, and the crown princess herself: Lady Primrose crystal urn with “royal extract” bath salts
i want to cry
i want to laugh
i want to take a million showers
(there is milk, there is sweat, there is spit up, there is poop)
but most of all?
i want to sleep.
sweet babies, my love for you is bigger than my heart
but right now?
so is my exhaustion.
At the pediatrician… She is impressed with Baby Boy’s rapid weight gain, and says he must be a “spectacular eater!” … Runs in the fam, apparently. 🐮🐷
Hired a chef off Kitchensurfing.com to cook a big family feast and stock my fridge with easily reheatable new momma meals. Thrilled with the outcome! (Obviously I requested healthy staples like double fried chicken)
one week today.
pre-babies, i found it a tad “precious”
that my Facebook feed was filled with incessant, ridiculous milestones
catalogued by over(?)zealous parents:
"23 days old!" "6 months and 3 weeks today!" "2 years and 5 months - yay!"
Truly, it just seemed exhausting
to applaud another human being
every single day
But then of course,
I crossed over to the other side,
and was struck (again) by my pre-mom naivete:
Forget accomplishments or milestones or any form of achievement…
Just surviving from morning til night
(or with a newborn - from dawn to dawn)
OMG WE DID IT I say to the babe every morn:
WE MADE IT to another sunrise -
happy, healthy, sane… alive.
And today, I celebrate and yell from the rooftops
that You Are One Week Old,
and Sweet Baby,
I am so proud
Can you believe that this is the view from my hospital bed? Just compounds the beauty of this world, the magic of this moment, God’s hands everywhere. Still amazed that when we leave in a few hours, I’ll be returning home with another human being(!) in my arms.
Pretty much the best reason ever to be admitted to a hospital… It’s crazy knowing that I’m about to fall head over heels in love! ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Forgive my absence
these past few days;
I’ve been… busy:
finishing up work
searching for new housing
nesting / cleaning / purging
consuming every sweet fathomable
(nutella crepes, chocolate covered strawberries, almond baklava, tres leches donuts, Levain cookies, frozen Snickers bars, caramel sea salt ice cream…)
indulging in long lazy outdoor dinners with Husby & Baby Girl
(and relishing the ease of a single stroller)
swanning around in caftans w/ friends in a final hurrah before the hermitdom ahead
and above all, prepping madly for Baby’s arrival… tomorrow(!)
Godspeed, my sweet little boy.
I cannot wait to meet you.