Halle has been with us now for 5 days and I have had a fairly predictable schedule to attend to. It generally repeats this cycle of activity:
Go to bathroom.
Nurse baby...and on and on...so forth and so forth...
In between this general cycle of activity I am:
- Letting our children take turns "holding" the baby.
- Frantically repeating "Don't touch her face! Don't touch her face!", while they do so.
- Becoming smitten by my newborn as I gaze into her dark brown eyes. I am convinced that when I smile at her, she smiles back. Oh, You think its just gas, huh? Well...just let me have it. Okay?
- Watching hubby run around the house cooking, cleaning, training, and tending to all of our needs and thinking to myself; "Man! That's alot of work!" "No wonder I'm always exhausted!" "He should really take a load off and get some rest. Poor guy."
- Navigating my way through engorgement. You'd think after 3 babies, I'd have this part figured out. Not so much.
- Appreciating my husband and feeling both blessed and overwhelmed that God has entrusted these 4 little people to us.
- Daydreaming of a trip to Target and Starbucks. Hubby and I agree I am not ready to venture out, just yet. But, to soothe my longing for a caffe mocha, he went out and bought me box of hot chocolate and some whip cream. I know. He's quite a guy. Its these simple acts of kindness that keep me entangled in his web of love.
Here is a picture of all my girls. Obviously, Halle is still trying to figure out who we are.