Friday little Bear was 6 weeks old. The last six weeks have been completely exhausting and wonderfully amazing. Before he was born I wondered if I could love another baby as much as I loved Jackson. As soon as Bear arrived and they handed him to me I knew I loved him with all of my heart. I certainly don't love either of my babies more or less than the other but I do feel that the overwhelming love comes so much more quickly with the second baby. With Jackson I adored him but had so much fear, uncertainty and concern about how to hold him, feed him, bathe him etc. that my initial joy was a little overshadowed. It seems like with the second baby I am able really enjoy everything so much more. There was so much insecurity with being a first time mommy and now I know the hard parts pass so quickly so I can really just love on Baron as a new born. There are so many things that I know are so fleeting and so I'm trying to just snuggle my boys and take advantage of every second I have with them. We are so very blessed to have two such healthy and precious children and I know before long I will be packing their lunches for school and wondering where the time went. Thank you God for the first six weeks with my perfect little Baron. Despite the fact that I have been so tired at times that I literally put the burp rags into the toilet (in my defense it's in the same room as the washing machine) I am still finding myself holding him a little longer than necessary at night just to feel him breathe. I love the super tiny stage. I love the way Baron sleeps, stretches and yawns. He's gotten to be very smiley and giggles every now and then.
Happy 6 weeks Bear, I love you more than you know!
And for my records, you are now 11 pounds 8 ounces:)
4 years ago
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You're so good at appreciating every stage, Hillary! That's so awesome -- you inspire me to do the same.
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