Sigh. It's late and I'm finally posting to my blog--something I've been meaning to do for days. I don't know how you moms with more than one kiddo manage to post so regularly! I'm impressed. I'm sure it takes more than a few weeks to get adjusted and we're just two weeks in, but it seems like so much longer than that. So much has happened in the last few weeks since Magson's arrival.
After my mom left more than a week ago I've had to keep assuring myself that I do not need a nanny. I can do this. It was so blissful with her here...the house was always clean, fabulous meals were always prepared, there was always someone right there to help Maggie with whatever while I was nursing. Getting mastitis right after she left didn't help with my withdrawals one bit. But we're all still alive, very alive. I love having two kids to squish me. Somehow all four of us end up in the same bed every morning. By the time dawn is breaking I'm too lazy to put Magson back in his crib and Maggie has tip-toed into our bedroom in the early hours of morning. So between 5am-7am you can find the four of us squished together in our bed. It's great.
Magson is growing like crazy. He weighed in at ten pounds at his two-week appointment yesterday. It's so fun having a big boy/good eater/good sleeper. Perfect, I tell ya.