ADJUSTMENT: [uh-juhst-muhnt] noun. Change, alteration, modification, fine-tuning.
Ah, yes. A new baby brings ADJUSTMENT. In the first three weeks since Charlie arrived we've had our good days and bad days, our proud moments and maddening moments. Like these:
The good: Jackspeaks.
"Mom, is he really our baby? When you pushed Charlie out, did the doctor SAY he was our baby?"
"Mommy, look at his teeny-tiny pinky toe. It's really, really tiny. It's so tiny!"
"Charlie is sooo, sooo cute."
"Charlie is my favorite baby in the whole wide-wide world."
The bad: Meltdowns. I took Jack for a special mama/son trip to the toy store. Ended up getting screamed at, spit upon, and smacked in the face by my sweet three-year-old. Jack loves the baby. That day, it was me he had a problem with. ADJUSTMENT.
The good: An unexpected helper. Jack fetches whatever I ask for in a flash--as long as it's for Charlie--and he does it with an eager smile on his face. He just pranced downstairs to grab clean wraps from the dryer. What a shock. What a blessing.
The ugly: Diapers. We love cloth diapering but--changing them, checking them, washing them, drying them, folding them, cursing them. When one is in diapers, we're ALL in diapers. (And this kid can PEE.)
So, we are ADJUSTING. Minute by minute, at times. But these kind of moments make the ADJUSTMENTS worth the effort:
Big feet, little feet. Old feet, new feet. Dirty feet, clean feet. Feet, feet, feet.
Next on the ADJUSTMENT to-do list: figuring out how to have two children and make dinner at the same time.
Hang in there Mama - time will help! My Owen, now 10 mo likes to take a nap around that dinner prep time - a godsend =)
ReplyDeleteCome to think about it, I don't remember the doctor saying "This is really your baby", when she handed over Willa. Do you think I ought to check back with her?
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