I think I'm adjusting to 3 hr chunks of sleep during the night only to be awoken by a screaming child. Ok, thats a lie, but at least I'm no longer mentally calling down curses upon him when it happens. ;) James has been making us have a total life change around here...he's a conversation changer, a new emergency maker. Friday nights consist of scrabble or netflix and sneaking to sleep at 9 (to get ready for his 4th dinner at 10:30pm). We talk about poop and farts all the time, and celebrate when he lets some gas out because he has tons and makes it known how uncomfortable he is. "Emergencies" have included rummaging through a bathroom cupboard at someone's house in search of something, anything to quench the leaking milk that has already seeped through 2 shirts and a sweater and then settling on ripping a maxi pad in half...a new low?...maybe.
Thinking about it, I'm still not there, is normal ever attainable again? Some days I look up from this sweet happy baby and see the sink piled up into a huge smelly mound, now too intimidating to even start washing or see the empty t-shirt drawer or see the bathtub which hasn't been scrubbed out in I won't even tell you, and I think about how no matter how ready you are, you are never ready for a baby...not really. My friends with kids warned me about sleepless nights and the constant smell of milk and poop explosions at inopportune times...was I even listening?! We love James completely, but still we weren't ready for all the changes. We weren't ready for sleepless nights. We weren't ready for poop time being all the time. We weren't ready to be selfless all the time. Nor were we ready to melt at the sound of his content sighs or cheer when he turned his head. We weren't ready to immediately love this fella with such a fierceness it is scary sometimes. We weren't ready to be so blessed by this tiny human. But we are and he is and we all are adjusting to this new life together.
So if you run into us out and about, please just give us a hug and a cookie because simply leaving the house is a victory in this life with a newborn.