i can’t believe it’s already been two weeks since we brought samson home! it’s been an absolute joy getting to know our new little guy. it’s funny how complete everything felt a few months ago with just eleanor, yet having samson here reminds me everyday just how incomplete it really was… he is the perfect little addition to our family. i can’t imagine life without him now. i love him so much already.
this transition has been an interesting one. i’m slowly figuring this out — slowly– how to juggle two little ones at home by myself, how to tandem nurse a toddler and a newborn, how to get things done around the home (not really happening), how to get any sleep whatsoever (again, not happening), and the big one for me— how to ask for help when i need it.
i may have cried no less than 4 times last tuesday when josh was back at work and i had eleanor and samson all on my own. there was pouring rain that day plus a pediatrician appointment which means we were cold and wet with a clingy toddler who wanted to be held every time i was holding the baby and then how in the world do you get two little ones ready and into the car in less than an hour all by yourself? somebody please share how to do that!
but then there is my mother who came to help for a few days, and a dear friend from nyc for a few days after that. and josh’s mom who is here right now. there are meals brought in from kind friends from our church, and other friends checking in here and there. a sweet husband who also gets no sleep at the moment but somehow keeps it all together so we both don’t lose our heads. and that certainly helps. i’m grateful for all of it.
we celebrated my 26th birthday yesterday. and when i think about making a wish and blowing out all those candles, i really can’t think of much else i want right now… (of course there are always silly things i want…) but when i honestly think about it, having these two little ones here to snuggle and hold close and love and raise with my husband…samson’s newborn smell and sweet milk breath, eleanor’s tight hugs reserved just for mama…makes me cry happy tears to myself sometimes. because they are mine, and they are healthy and good, and i’m so thankful they are here with me and their papa.