There have been some big changes in our little house.
Big, brought on by little.
It’s so funny to me how a creature so small can so profoundly affect the lives of others. I mean, isn’t it?! Funny, that is?
It’s like that African proverb, If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping in a closed room with a mosquito.
My One True Darling and I can’t stop pinching ourselves: THREE KIDS?! We actually have THREE KIDS?!
It’s kind of unbelievable.
Remember, Mikey is the guy that told me flat out on one of our early dates that he didn’t want ANY. And while I always wanted kids, I never thought I’d be lucky enough to have THREE; especially since I started at the ripe old age of 34.
It just goes to show: never assume anything because your brightest wish could very well become true.
People have asked how Moxie is dealing with MacQuinn. Well. Let’s just say she hasn’t taken to him like Micah, aka, “Little Daddy”
Who is just about GIVE ME THE BABY!
Moxie seemed to regard Mac as an intriguing new pillow-thing: with some curiousity, but not a lot, more of an intent to make herself comfortable on it (yeah, we can’t leave him on the sofa or the Moses Basket on the sofa either…).
Here are some photos of Mikey trying to introduce MacQuinn to her, with a resulting first “real” kiss:
We figure it’s going to take some time. And that’s okay; we have that.
Guess what this is?
Yes! It’s the suckers from a breast pump!
We are off to a pretty good milkful beginning, Mac and I – better at any rate, than I started with Micah or Moxie. Still, we have our issues in the learning-to-latch and in weight gain. I’m freaking out over his skinny legs and I’m trying to have him firmly on a plumper track.
I’m doing the round-the-clock nursing and pumping regime, we feed him some formula too. I want this baby to be okay with bottle-feeding so I will likely continue pumping for a long time; (for traveling purposes) I also want him to be okay with occasional formula.
I think it’s going all right. We’re hiccuping our way through it, day by day, but it seems to be going well.
THREE KIDS = never a dull moment
The jump between 1 to 2 kids almost blew our minds off of our bodies. It was so freakin’ huge; I don’t think the jump from 2 to 3 is as drastic but it’s still a leap and we’re not quite sure where we’ve landed yet.
We are INCREDIBLY busy and we are also INCREDIBLY happy. Mikey started work again, part-time, from last week, and it’s still so much fun to have extra time with all of us together, even though he’s gone 4 hours a day – we still have 4 hours more together than we usually do.
I’m not really looking forward to his going back full-time, but hey. It could be worse. He’s got basically The Best Job Ever for a bicycle mechanic, complete with The Best Boss Ever. It could be much, much worse – which kind of levels it out to being pretty good, right?