Sunday, November 1, 2015


Having a newborn is easily one of the hardest things I've had to do in my life. Call me crazy all you "Oh, but they're SO tiny!" and "Enjoy the snuggles while they last." Or, (my fave) "I could hold a newborn allllll day!" Really? Ok. How about you come over between 12am and 5am? You can hold my wee one all you want. I digress.

As I was saying, newborns are HARD WORK! I love sleep. I love routine and structure. I love quality time with my funny friends. I lov alone time with Tommy. Newborns offer me none of the above. However, I am on my third, so in my sleep deprived and foggy state (Laura Mercier Secret Brightening Powder to the rescue), I can tell you what my babies do offer me...

Pride: We made that? I screamed and pushed through the pain and delivered that baby into this world? That's pretty awesome. I'm a rockstar.

Gratitude: There are many, MANY reason for which I am grateful. But, that moment when I hear my baby's first cry? That gratitude is like no other.

Grace: Having a baby brings out the grace within me. "I want to live there, in grace, with His protection and love." I learn to give myself some grace whtn things aren't the way I thnk they should be in life with a newborn.

Love: A newborn grows my heart. Each baby stretches my love beyond measures I think possible. My new baby shows me just how awesome the world is. The rays of my love burst onto C and Princess E in ways of reminiscent memories of their baby selves to now, where they are now each a resilient, loving, and selfless big borther and big sister, letting their baby brother take center stage for a little bit.

Comfort: I am truly needed. There is no other being that needs me more than this new baby. I take comfort in that. I also find comfot in Tommy, who, bless his soul, is my biggest cheerleader during this time of endless feeding and sleepless nights. He also bears the brunt of my outlashes with grace.

Family: C.T. has completed our family. This dreaded newborn stage does not last forever. There will be a day when I look back and say "Oh but he was SO tiny!" and "I loved his newborn snuggles."

This, I know, is true. This is why my heart is full and happy. 

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