on my own

(edited to add: Katy's fever broke on Wednesday, and Brian finished the bathroom before returning to work. I'll post pictures later...)

Today is Day 2 of making it On My Own. And you know what? We're doing ok. Of course, there are stressful moments when both kids are crying or I need to do 2 (or 3) things at once and I can't figure how to do it. But we're getting by, and I'm feeling much better about the whole thing.




Of course, so many people have brought us food that I haven't had to worry about dinner yet. And I'm still not sure how in the world I will ever run errands with the 2 of them. But as far as getting through the day, we've done it twice.




I have 2 goals on these days On My Own:


1) Get a shower.


2) Get both children to nap at the same time.


My biggest challenge to goal number 1 is that I'm very tired, so it is difficult to get up before the little ones and get that done. David still has trouble sleeping at night. (DUH. He's 3 weeks old. Of course he does.) It takes me an hour or two to get him to go to sleep and stay that way in the bassinet, and then of course he wakes up 2-3 hours later to start the process over again. Then when he wakes up at 6, I'm thinking, is it ok to put him back down as if it's still nighttime? Because in my mind, 6:00am is still the middle of the night. But by the time I get him back down, it isn't long before Katy wakes up for the day - so what's the point?





But here's the (cautious) good news: David is 3 weeks old. Since the moment I found out I was expecting him, I've been nervous about the 3 week mark. By the time Katy was 3 weeks old, I had read every article I could find on colic, and was trying to figure out why my baby was so miserable. So far (knock the crap out of some wood - will ya?), David doesn't seem to be headed down that road. We haven't had those evenings of non-stop inconsolable crying yet. He gets a little fussy here and there, and definitely wants to be held after 5pm, but we are able to comfort him and keep him from losing his mind. And for this I am so thankful.




And the weather. Oh, this blessed weather. If you have ever had a baby in the middle of the winter - major props to you because I don't know what I would do without this sunshine and warmth. It makes all the difference in the world.




Oh, and you know what's fun to say? "The kids." It just flows off of the tongue, like, "I'm going to give the kids a bath," or "Let's take the kids to see Grandma." I'm sure the novelty will wear off, but I giggle a little to myself every time I have the opportunity to say it. The kids. The kids. The kids.


Maybe we're getting by on adrenaline. Hopefully, I won't be back next week to eat my words...