Life, six weeks later.

I'm six weeks postpartum today. I have a check up at 10:30am with Dr. W or better known as Dr. Wonderful, as he's helped us bring our two sons into the world. I'm going to miss Dr. Wonderful after today's visit. I will be put on six month appts. after today's visit and won't see him for awhile. WAH! It feels weird not going in every week to see him and his staff. I feel like a fixture in his office. The past 4+ years we've gotten to know each other very well and our relationship is not a doctor-patient type relationship, it is one of friendship and compassion now. We will eventually brave the TTC route again and try for one more child, crazy I know... we're gluttons for punishment, what can I say. Until then I will enjoy my "routine" visits!

Joshua is 6 weeks old. In six weeks we've accomplished a great breastfeeding relationship. So great in fact that he will not take a bottle from Mr. Big or his grandparents. I have to take him everywhere with me or just not leave him for long periods when I run out to do errands. He is smiling at us some, which is rewarding at 3am when I'm exhausted and can't see straight. He enjoys being held, a lot! He loves to watch his big brother up in his face and starts kicking his feet and swatting his arms. He sleeps, eats, poops and pees, a lot. He has bouts with colic and cries when he's feeling gassy or hurting. I feel bad for him, but we've grown used to it and are even figuring out the positions that help him through the rough times. He looks a lot like his brother, but seems to have more of Mr. Big's features than Jacob does. He has dark blue eyes and light brown hair, what he has of it. He wears size one diapers, just graduated this week from newborns. He's in 0-3 month clothes. All in all, he is a sweet baby and we can't imagine life without him. It is amazing how these little guys just fit right into our lives.

Jacob is 25 months old. He's a walking ball of energy. He talks non stop. He amazes us with his words and sentences. He loves to sit and read books. He enjoys playing outdoors and fishing in the pond in front of our house. He asks questions all day long about things. He's very intelligent, gets that from his Dad. He's into the Wiggles, Blues Clues, Dora the Explorer, and much to our chagrin, the Doodlebops. He likes to wear shoes, even at bedtime (weird!). He loves running and jumping and getting into mischief. He's 100% boy! He wears size 5 diapers which look huge next to Josh's little diapers. He is in a size 3T top and 24 month bottoms. He is sitting on the potty now, but isn't quite ready to be potty trained. Although it will not be long, or so we amateur potty training parents think. He is our pride and joy! We love this kid so much. He is and always will be my first born baby. He holds a special place in my heart as he was the one that ended our three year battle with infertility. Life has never been the same since he entered our lives. Gosh, I'm getting teary eyed just thinking about our lives now.

Me, well, I'm tired. Tired as a Mom of a newborn can be. I get sleep at night, just interupted sleep. Josh nurses every two hours, sometimes three. Some nights he likes to hang out and doesn't want to sleep much. He is fine as long has he's on me. He'll sit in the crook of my arm for hours just looking around. He also likes to sleep on my chest. So, I have spent many a night in the recliner or on the sofa reclined up with pillows. I would sleep on the concrete if I got sleep at this point. Who cares where I sleep, as long as I get sleep! My cesarean incision is healing just fine. I am still sore when I overdo things during the day, but otherwise I hardly notice I had a baby six weeks ago. I have lost all my pregnancy weight, but still do not fit back into my "skinny" clothes. I am in a size 8, sometimes 10 depending on how the items fit. I am in a Large shirt due to my mammoth tits. I hate these saggy things... gross! I plan on doing something about the girls when I'm done reproducing, but that's another blog entry in itself. So... life is getting back to normal. My body will eventually. Right now... life is sweet and my two boys are my salvation. They are our miracles and we thank God for them each and every day!