I can't quite wrap my head around the fact that Alex is 4 weeks old already. I feel like we've only been home from the hospital for a few days - not
weeks. And add to that the fact that in six days, Jake will turn 4 years old, and I'm ready to lose my mind. All of that is a lot for me to handle. But I've had a lot to handle these days - that might be why the time is flying by.
Our days start out with me waking to one of my kids fussing for my undivided attention. As soon as one of them fusses for my attention, the other one knows that means they need to immediately fuss for my attention also. I think they have some kind of really messed up agreement. Jake has become needy lately... or maybe he was always needy and I just didn't notice until now? But I find it very hard having two people who are completely dependent on me for their survival. Plus the damn dog, who used to be known as my beloved fur baby. Now she is mostly just a pain in my rear end. I feel so bad saying that. I still love Ruthie very much and I am so glad to have her, she's a great dog, but she has fallen very far down the priority list. Poor damn dog.
Our days also end with both of my kids fussing for my undivided attention. But I have to say, we are so so so very blessed to have two great sleepers. Jake goes to bed easily, gets his story(ies) read to him and then takes a pile of books to read in bed and then eventually falls asleep. He will sleep 10 to 11 hours, and most school days I have to wake him. Alex started with a great predictable routine, waking every 4 hours or so, and then the routine changed a bit to include longer stretches of sleeping at night. It takes her a little while to settle down at night, sometimes she will take bottle after bottle, then nurse, then have another bottle, then nurse some more. We are amazed at the quantity of milk she will have at night and keep thinking, "Well I don't know why she's fussy, she can't possibly still be hungry," but we offer more to her and she takes it, and then she finally gives in and crashes around 1 am, and will sleep until amazing hours - today she slept until 8:30 am. 8:30 AM!!! That's when I had to WAKE HER to nurse, so I could stop being in pain. I don't even know how long she would have slept had I not made her wake up. SEVEN & A HALF HOURS of sleep from a 4 week old! Can I get an AMEN?!
I wish I had tons of pictures to share with you. I planned on having daily photo sessions with her, shooting all of the cool newborn portraits I always dream of taking with clients. The sad fact is that on the few days I have been able to photograph her, it doesn't go so well. Either she is fussy or uncooperative, or I can't get her to stay in position, or we run out of time. God forbid I try to photograph her when Jake is home. That is a complete disaster. Jake tries to get my attention over and over and over and over and -
mommy mommy mommy mommy - are you watching - are you looking - can you get me some chocolate milk - mommy are you watching - mommy look at me - mommy can we go to the park - mommy mommy mommy!
Sadly, photo sessions don't get done while Jake is at school
(thank sweet baby Jesus for pre-school three days a week). When he's at school, it seems like I am running around trying to do all of the little things that would never happen otherwise - making sure the dog gets fed at least once a day
(poor damn dog), changing the baby's diaper, picking up my bra off the floor
(how do they keep ending up there?), making sure there are no bottles left laying around to turn
(how do they go gross so fast??), sterilizing bottles and breast pumps, holding the baby, picking up the damn trains off the floor so I don't break my neck tripping over them, letting the dog out to go potty, etc.
Everyone tells you how much harder it is to go from one child to two. And they are right. It's insane. But it's also great. I love looking at Alex at one month old and remembering what Jake was like at a month old. How Alex is losing her hair just like Jake did. How Jake likes to help me give Alex a bath, and how gentle and sweet he is with her. How sweet it is to have a little boy and a tiny girl. How nice it is to snuggle with a newborn and also see how my little boy is growing up and accomplishing so many amazing things. I'm amazed at my capacity to love, even if I am also amazed at my complete inability to get anything done. Although, I guess raising two beautiful amazing kids is getting
something done.