It’s already feeling more normal to have a little baby in the house again. I haven’t talked about their ages on the blog, but if you’ve followed long enough, its not hard to figure out at least somewhat. We are indeed down a toddler, and we have gained an infant.
I spent a good chunk of today diapering three apparently very well hydrated children, and rocking one particularly tired baby in my cozy (albeit ugly) chair. When a new baby joins, it feels like all bets are off, so the moment that baby is settled in its bed, or somewhere outside of my arms, I eat a meal. It doesn’t even matter what time to day it is. No schedule. No real routine. These first days are just about meeting needs, settling in, and acclimating everyone to the change at hand.
Today, baby napped hard for a good long while, and once that nap was over and baby was retrieved, they instantly fell back to sleep all tucked into me. It was SUCH a good cozy snuggle but finally, something had to give. Kids were home, and I needed to start making supper. I roped Dekker into the living room, and had him snuggle the baby in my chair 💜 It was a beautiful little scene, and the two rocked together while I cooked up the sausage, mixed up some sweet and sour sauce, got rice in the cooker, and broccoli and cauliflower prepped for the oven. *whispers* and then I let it simmer a little without telling Dekker so the snuggle would go a little longer. It was way too nice to break it off too fast!
The evening got a little crazy. The other two – the Spoonful and LD – share a room these days, which is working quite well but both are excited to share, so naturally, sleeps are shorter. Bother were WIPED. And LOUD. Meaning the new babe couldn’t find any peaceful rest. Alas, all three are tucked away now, and everyone can take a deep breath again. Last night was such a good night, I hope tonight can be a repeat! 🤞