A Week

I can't believe it's been a week already. It's gone by so fast, and yet it's hard to believe that there was ever a time when Landon wasn't a part of our family. He instantly filled up the hole in our family that we didn't even know was there until he came. I found when I was pregnant with him that it was hard for me to feel a connection between us- a bond, if you will. I think I was so busy taking care of the other kids that I didn't have time to really think about it. But as soon as I heard his cry and saw his little face I was in love. I wish there was a way to describe in words the bond you feel with your children.....

He's my little monkey, and if I could I would spend every minute holding and cuddling him. His siblings feel the same, however, so I have to share him. Kensie is like a second mother to him, carrying him around and singing to him. She's even got the instinctive "mother's bounce" down.

Lincoln's been the surprise nurturer. The kid rarely sits still, but give him the baby and he'll hold him forever. He's constantly in Landon's face giving kisses and is very concerned about his well being. He will tell you if you're not holding the baby right, or if he thinks the baby needs his binky, blanket, etc. Sometimes he's a little too helpful and it's hard for me not to get frustrated with him.

Jackson loves Landon, but only feels the need to hold him every now and then. He'll kiss him and run off to play with his cars again. So far he's adjusted well, but he definitely let's you know when he's in need of a little attention!

You'd think that by kid #4 I'd be a pro, but there have been several things that I've had to re-learn. Breastfeeding is number one. Just because it's been easy before does not mean it will be easy every time. We're just now getting the hang of it, which has been hard for me because it always came so easily with the other kids.

I've also had to re-learn how to take it easy. This was a little easier for me to do since the dreaded PSD kept me from doing things that last month anyway {by the way, as soon as I was not numb and able to walk after the surgery I was fine- PSD wise. NO pain from my pubic bone. Hallelujah! Of course, now I have different pain to deal with....}. Luckily Matt was home for a few days to help and my mom has been here cleaning, doing laundry, and scrubbing nooks and crannies that I didn't even know existed. I've had meals from fabulous friends, and play dates for the other kids with cousins and friends. Six weeks until I can pick up Jackson for a hug seems like an eternity. Six weeks until I can vacuum the house, however, does not seem long enough!



*yes, my kid is yellow. The dr. said he thinks he's okay, but I'm calling on Monday to have him checked again.....