Monday, June 30, 2008

Perhaps starting a blog right at the same time you have a baby is not the best of ideas...

Jacob smiled today. Rumor has it that the smile occured while I was pulling his big brother off of him, which explains exactly how it is that I missed it completely. I find this to be the story of my new life as a mommy of two - life is turning into quite a fog. Much of the time I feel like I'm just getting by, doing my best to be cheery and "up" for Christopher while not really having a handle on much of anything.

I was warned. Not warned against having more children, although there are those who would be eager to provide such a warning, I'm sure. But warned that having two children so close in age would be a challenge, to say the least. The one that stands out in my mind was, "the first year is HARD. But then it's SO! MUCH! FUN!"

I'm looking forward to the "so much fun" and figuring that I won't remember much of the "hard." Or that's my hope anyway.

Despite the challenges, I'm finding life with two to be a delight. Okay, I admit that I was going to write "I'm finding life with two to be quite blissful" but figured that I'd be committed for having officially lost my mind. (This has occurred, by the way, as evidenced by the non-existent internet order that I placed last week and then waited and waited and waited for it to arrive only to discover that I never completed the order in the first place.)

Delightful though it may be, exhaustion is the name of the game at this point. Even when I'm feeling good, even in the moments (few and far between though they may be) that I'm actually pleasant to live with, my entire existence can be characterized by this sleep-deprived stupor.

This should explain why it is that my youngest son has only had one real (tub)bath in his nearly-six weeks of life, why my bathrooms have not been cleaned since my mom left nearly a month ago, why I can't seem to put enough words together to form a complete sentence....and why I can't think of a clever way to end this post.


Danielle said...

Hang in there! I found you through a comment you left on Whoorl's site. It sounded like we had a lot in common: my Emily is 2 and my Abby is six-weeks. It's totally harder than I ever imagined!

Anita said...

"The first year is the hardest" yup! Did I tell you that? Truth be known, I don't actually remember much of that first "blissful" year...So I recommend lots of pics and videos so you can prove that you actually did it!