So just a short update...
Last week we were lucky enough to get to have more family come and visit. Rob has the best grandparents ever and since all mine are angels now... I am so thankful for these two. They came and stayed with us from Tuesday to Saturday morning. Grace enjoyed it. Grammy enjoyed it. Grandpapi enjoyed it. Mommy enjoyed the extra hands. And even though he had to work, I am fairly certain Rob enjoyed it too.
One thing I've learned since welcoming our first child... you truly find out who is there for you and cares about you. Even this week, almost six weeks after Grace arrived, we are still receiving surprise packages and cards from family and friends across the country. I still get texts from friends and family asking how we are doing. We still have family planning to come see us later this year. There is so much love for this child, and I love knowing that she not only brings joy to us, her parents, but to countless other people as well.. many who have not even met her yet. We have had so many people go out of their way for us (visiting in snow storms, bringing us a hot meal, helping us gather our things to leave the hospital.. etc.) in this short less than 2 month time period, and I will be forever grateful.
I've said that before, I know. But sometimes the love and thoughtfulness of others truly catches you off guard when you are least expecting it.
In other news, we've found our groove. Or at least I'd like to hope it's a groove at least. The witching hour has moved to about 10 pm to 1/1:30, depending on the night. Way more manageable. The screaming has died out some. I've learned her cues, which makes things so much easier. She's awake more, which is fun to say the least. Nothing compares to the sweet smiles and coos that she is endlessly pouring out. We are blessed with this one, I will say that.
This week we've even been busy while Rob is at work. Running errands, just the two of us, going to lunch with ladies from the area, attending board meetings for the spouses club again... it feels good. It feels good to get out of the house. Yes, I have a baby, no, I will not use that as an excuse to stay home. I can't. If I do, I will wallow. (I don't think I have ever mentioned it, but I am terrified of post partum depression. The whole being away from the majority of my support system aspect, mixed with the fact that Rob for the most part gets to do things much the same as he did pre-baby... makes that whole ppd thing a serious concern.. so I keep myself busy, I stay happy, everyone wins. Especially me!) Regardless, I'm enjoying the routine of having things to do. And having a beautiful baby to share it all with makes it extra enjoyable.
Otherwise I have many things I want to do (new blog design, re-doing our master bedroom ((it needs to become an oasis.... and not just the place we sleep and sometimes hang out)), finishing the last few things in the nursery, finally printing and addressing baby announcements) but I have no idea of when these many things will get done. You know what.. I'm learning to be okay with that. As long as there is time to cook my family dinner at night, throw a load of laundry in to keep up with the blow outs and spit up, pick up the house before bed... bigger projects can, and will, wait.
Besides, nothing is as fun as cuddling my girl and being on the receiving end of that toothless grin.
Until next time (who knows when that will be)...