I’m crying a lot now. The difference is, I’ll cry once a day or so because I’m so happy. Because, Internet? I’m happy. I’m so touched to see my daughter gush over Baby O. I’m thrilled with how my husband is taking care of the three of us. I love how we mesh well and he is already a part of our lives that I couldn’t imagine him not being here. Even if he was three weeks early.
Two and a half years ago, I wasn’t a Mom. I wasn’t aware of what “MOM” meant. Maybe I had some misconceived notions about the word, maybe I didn’t understand how much it changes a person, not completely, but by enhancing what’s already there. Maybe I didn’t know that I was capable of being “MOM” in a way that would make me proud of my child.
Maybe I’m hopped up on pain pills and a bit emotional.
Either way, I’m thrilled to have my family together. LB is ecstatic to have Baby O out of my belly. She goes to the cradle first thing after nap or night-time to check on him. She tells me he needs things. “He wants his blanket, Mommy! He needs his Binki!” She is so willing to help, if I don’t give her a task to do, she will go searching for one. (Or she’ll go take all the books off her bookshelf and strip down to her diaper but these are the moments I laugh it off because dayam! clothes are over-rated anyway.)
I won’t lie. We’re tired. I have a monster of a head-ache that will not let me focus on things like adding how much formula to breastmilk he needs for a feeding. But over all, we’re fine. We’re doing well. We’re happy.
It makes me remember my favorite quote about having kids:
The most terrifying day of your life is the day the first one is born…... Your life, as you know it… is gone. Never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk… and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life. - Lost in Translation
It’s so refreshing to be on the other side. Internet? I love my baby right out of the box.
This is DEFINITELY an occasion that warrants my very FIRST official comment on here. Even though I am always reading.
I am so happy for all of you! I am so glad you are settling in well. I guess it is true that they say you can’t imagine your life differently after the fact, even though before it happens you are dumbfounded by the thought that you will actually survive the ordeal.
By Michelle on 2007 05 27
Hear hear sister! So glad you are all at home, happy & healthy!
But the big question remains - What does the O stand for!!!
BTW - The box was delivered to the wrong address. Hopefully they will be kind enough to forward it or return it
By Nicole on 2007 05 27
I am so happy for you! Really. really. really.
By sleeping mommy on 2007 05 27
So thrilled you are getting to fall in love up close! And Lily did the same thing, always telling me what Anya needed. And you know what? She was so often right. Crazy, that.
Kisses to the family of four!
By Elaine on 2007 05 27
I am really (REALLY!) nervous about how Claire will handle the new baby. She’s nowehere near LB’s age (she’s only 15 months, and we have 3 weeks to go ‘till baby day!). I can only pray that things will be as blissfully happy when our time comes.
I am so very happy for you, and I’m sending good sleeping vibes (for baby and LB at the same time!) so mommy can get some rest!
By Charla on 2007 05 27
I’m also wondering what the O stands for. I’ve been going through the boy O names in my mind and all I can come up with are
Octavius, Oliver, Orion (mmm husband), Orrin, Osama (dude, no!), Oscar, and Owen.
Now tell me..is it at least any of those?
By Abby on 2007 05 28
yep, it really does change everything. and my O is just getting to that point now where he really is turning into this most delightful human being, and wow. it’s cool.
congrats on your little O’s homecoming.
By bon on 2007 05 28
My dear, you SO deserve to be happy. HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY!!!
By Stephanie on 2007 05 28
Your little man is so lucky to have such a loving family.
By Fluffy Girl on 2007 05 28
I’m so happy for you !
And about the breast feeding thing: even with a full term big good-breathing baby it can be so frustrating…if it’s too hard, just feed your baby formula and a lot of love !
By Mimi in Houston on 2007 05 28
Awesome… big ass grin over here!
By Marie on 2007 05 28
So glad the baby’s home and you’re a family. It will get easier, I promise. Sort of. I’m ten weeks down the road and the poops are down to one every day and a half and he’s sleeping through the damn night, so just hang in there! And CONGRATULATIONS!
By Suburban Turmoil on 2007 05 28
Much happiness to you guys.
By Wacky Mommy on 2007 05 28
Ohhh! Isn’t the second one just the coolest (although the first ain’t half bad)? I remember with Gavin it seemed like they sent me home with this stranger I had to take care of. But with Keats I was in Mom mode so it was just natural that he was my baby and that I loved him.
Also girly, if your headache hangs on, get it checked out. I had a spinal headache with Keaton and even after a blood patch I was miserable for a month. Hopefully yours isn’t that way though.
By Rachael on 2007 05 28
I am so, so happy for you! Enjoy every exhausted, overwhelming, sweet baby smelling moment!
By Friglet on 2007 05 28
Oh, Mrs Flinger, this made me cry!
I am so happy for you and your beautiful family.
Baby O just wanted to start living with y’all, that’s my theory. He just couldn’t wait to be a full-fledged part of your family another moment! And look! how! awesome!
By Liz on 2007 05 29