Celebrating the First Week

Well, it's starting to happen. No matter what, you can't stop time from flying by. Already a whole week has gone by since we welcomed Bundle into our family. She's still tiny and sweet and small, but I know that stage will keep on slipping away. I do look forward to all that's ahead - the smiles, laughs, holding her head up, making more cute noises - those are wonderful things. But no matter how much you treasure any moment in your life, no matter how carefully you savor and enjoy it, you can't keep it. You can't hang on to it! It's kind of sad. Maybe in heaven we can have some of these times back. Having Bundle around has sent me back in time repeatedly to Bitty's arrival, so much so that I often call Bundle by Bitty's name. I have opened up the scrapbooks from both kids to try to remember more clearly their infancies. What tender times. I sure am loving and enjoying Tiny Bundle. I'll have to change her web name soon, I know.

So far things are going really well. I know that as babies get older they can get more fussy and maybe start sleeping less at night than they do right now. I'll cope with all of that when it comes and for now just enjoy the fact that I'm not nearly as sleep deprived as I expected to be - partly due to the fact that Bundle sleeps well at night, and partly due to the fact that I'm surrounded by terrific people who entertain my children while I catch a nap here and there. Thank you!

Other things I'm grateful for? The kids adore their sister, and Troy is the most wonderful husband ever. It's a little hard for daddies to have new babies around, I think. We've taken to calling Troy "Farm Boy" because he fetches so many things for me, and for that I'm grateful. He is willing to get me anything from a drink of water while I'm nursing to running to Babies-R-Us at 7:00 in the evening to get us a bouncy seat. (I had a little melt-down moment when I was feeling like I didn't have anyplace I could set Bundle down for a few minutes - she wasn't loving the car seat or bassinet - and he fetched me a bouncy seat that moment.) Thank you, Troy. And I'm now very grateful for said Bouncy Seat because it gives me 20 minute chunks of time in which I can shower, slick up the kitchen, get food for the kids or whatever. Thank you, bouncy seat, and thank you, Bundle, for sitting in it.



A couple of funnies from Bitty -

There has been much interest/questioning/discussion regarding nursing babies. Bitty, who is not a 'dolly' kind of girl, has taken to holding a dolly, carrying it around, putting it down for a nap, and changing its diaper. She has drawn the limit at nursing, however. She pulled up her shirt and started to pretend to feed her dolly when she paused with a look of deep thought on her face and said, "I think I'd rather give my dolly a bottle." A littler unnerving there, honey?

The other evening Troy was trying to get her to put something away and go to bed. I think it was a pencil or something sharp like that. She started running through the house and Troy hollered out, "No running! Just walking!" She stopped and said, "Uh, how about tiptoeing?" I guess that's a reasonable substitute. Heaven forbid you actually walk anywhere!