LITTLE MOMMYIt's hard to believe it's been a whole month since Jake joined our family. Which is odd, because there have been many days and nights where I swear time has frozen and I fear we'll be doomed to live out our days holding a fussy newborn. Fortunately Rob is an amazing husband with no qualms about changing diapers or burping Jake at 4 in the morning. We're also extremely blessed that Haley is such a sweet big sister. If he starts fussing she'll rush over to him and slide his pacifier back in like a pro. This morning she asked to rock him in her mini rocking chair and he gave us one of his first real smiles (we'll remind them of that moment in 15 years when they're fighting over the phone/remote/car). The adjustment hasn't been seamless - she still loves to pretend she's a baby and play with his binks, car seat, bouncy seat, etc. - but it finally feels like life is settling down a little bit...hopefully I won't be kicking myself in a few days for writing that.
JAKE TRANSLATIONSSome things Jake might be trying to tell us:
"Hey! Pooping is hard work and it hurts like *%^$! I'll cry about it if I want to."
"I DO NOT LIKE HATS! Is that clear? NO HATS! They cover up my fine faux-hawk, so if you put that 'cute' thing on me one more time I'll scream bloody murder."
"I am NOT my sister (duh!), so I am in fact bothered by wet diapers and gas. Please don't be so lazy with the changing and burping."
FRESH AIR, REDISCOVERED
As mentioned in the last post, this past week has been amazingly warm and sunny. The brown grass is turning green, the forsythia is blooming, and we might even see some daffodils in a few weeks. It's hard to believe that less than a month ago we were still wearing our winter coats.
Haley loves that she can escape the confines of our house, and I'm thrilled that she's finally old enough that I can let her go out on the deck without worrying that she'll fall off (yeah, it's only 2 feet high) or wander off. I can't remember the last time something kept her so entertained (well OK, Aunt Katie did) and she's already talking about getting out the swimming pool and helping me plant seeds in the garden. Every day she asks, "Is it Spring now, Mama?" or "Do I look so Spring-y in my capris?" We definitely need to start looking for a job in a warmer region!
