Clara has been here for nearly one month and I can tell you that our lives have been turned upside-down.
In a good way, of course. (mostly, of course.)
I’m not sure how it happens, but we always forget how busy the newborn phase is. The nonstop nursing, the desire to always hold the baby, the endless diapers, the piles of laundry containing 700 little pieces of clothing … there’s just not much time for anything else.
And then you factor in a demanding 19 month old. One who likes to be involved in everything single thing you do, from nursing to changing diapers to doing the laundry. (and undoing the folded laundry you just so neatly folded into beautiful little pink piles.)
And when he’s not involved in you and the baby, he’s involved in climbing on the kitchen table, playing in the toilet, typing on Dad’s computer, drawing on the walls with marker …
And then this toddler gets sick and won’t eat or drink and just cries. And cries. He sometimes doesn’t cry because he then just screams. And screeches.
In the midst of all this, Mommy gets mastitis. The worst ever with two days of high fevers, her entire breast is bright pink and it takes days to get better.
And this same Mommy? She took a two week maternity leave from work. So between all of this? She’s working. (or trying to, at least.)
And then there are two older kids. These two are pretty low maintenance, they get their own water and there are no diapers to change, they have homework and are always wanting to turn Blue’s Clues off which is the very thing that is saving their Mom’s sanity because it makes the toddler stop SCREEEECHING.
And then sometimes, right before bed, or early on a weekend, we all sit, peacefully, on the couch, just being a family.
Every morning, I wake up (reluctantly, of course) and I plan a few things that I’d like to complete for the day. On the list is always “write a post” and that’s the one thing that always gets tossed out because, well, obviously the hungry, hungry baby and the very climby toddler and our world of everything else becomes way more important. And well, it is.
I often find myself wondering how these other moms do it. How they can seem to have it all together with their clean clothes and flat bellies and clean children, their tidied homes, their shaved legs (I’m assuming) and they continue to post on their blogs as if they have a team of people helping them get through each day.
And here I sit, struggling to, not do it all, but to do maybe half of it all and I just can’t.
And all of this while Brian has been home this entire time and goes back to work TOMORROW.
(LORD HELP ME.)
So, honestly, these days, I’m doing what I can, I’m remembering how difficult these days are but also how fleeting they are. Soon, Clara will be the one on the table and tossing the laundry while Eli is away at preschool and the big kids are bigger and drifting further away no matter how hard I try to grasp at them to stay closer to their Mama.
So, I’m here. Living. Waiting. Hoping, Praying.
Surviving. All while being surrounded by these people.
These beautiful, important people.
Look at Eli in Florida.
Doesn’t he seem extra happy? Maybe it was the nonstop attention, or how much he loved swimming in the pool. Perhaps it was the plentiful sunshine, the warmth…or maybe it’s that he’s been hiding some extra big news and he finally gets to share with you.
Baby Fletcher, 12 weeks, due October 12, 2011
We are excited, so hopeful and can’t wait to add to our family!
Eli has two teeth coming in. He’s so miserable, it makes my heart sad but it’s also exhausting for me because he’s so miserable. I’m not trying to say I have it worse than him it’s just that, wow, I am so tired.
Yesterday, Anna lost a tooth, she was so happy. She was eating an apple outside and came running in “my tooth fell out!” She’s seven and has only lost 3 teeth. She is now tied with Noah.
Last week, while school clothes shopping with Noah, he picked things out based on their price. He’d look at the signs above the racks and he’d say “I want the one where you save $2.99.” It’s like I gave birth to my husband.
Brian has two weeks off from graduate school which is nice because during the kids’ school year we’ve decided he should take an additional class which means he’ll be gone from 5am – 10 pm for two days during the week. On those days, when I crawl into bed at ten o’ clock, I lay there replaying all that occurred during the day, Exhausted. Depleted. Sometimes there is just no down time when you’re a Mom.
My down time is now over. I accept it.
Thanks for leaving such great comments about Elijah on Friday. He is so sweet and to see him in so much pain breaks my heart into a million, trillion little pieces.
I wanted to pop in and give you an update. Fortunately, his ears looked great, his throat looks great and the doctor feels pretty strongly that this is not allergy related.
This is what was happening… I would start to nurse Eli, he would nurse really well for maybe two minutes, then he would take a big gulp and start to scream. He was very obviously in pain. Getting him to settle down was nearly impossible. The problem continued because he was still hungry but it hurt him to eat.
So, what’s wrong with him? Reflux. Yep. The medicine he was on was still working just not as well. Seems his case is pretty severe, which is completely sad because, well, it’s just sad.
It’s also sad because we are on a new medication which costs $60 for a twenty day prescription, this in addition to the $30 a month he’s already on. More than NINETY DOLLARS a month.
Something seems so wrong about that. Don’t you think?
But we have an answer and for that I AM THANKFUL!
Many of you asked about Eli’s outfit on Friday and I can’t believe I didn’t share with you who it’s from. My friend, Angela, from Ellie Beans sent it to Eli after he was born. I LOVE this little outfit. She has an entire shop filled with really adorable (handmade!) awesomeness. Anyway, you should check it out. (she didn’t ask me to say this, I just wanted to share something I love with you all, especially before school starts!)
Here’s another shot of Eli sporting his motorcycle digs.
He’s a cool guy.
and he’s much happier, too.