Prior to March 21 I was so eager to getting my maternity time. Thinking gosh, I will get to do all these things I have been waiting to do and haven’t had time to do…
I have never been more mistaken.
After three weeks home, I am know coming to terms with the fact that I will only spend quality time with my little guy, daughter, husband and self verses running around doing projects for ten weeks. And oddly enough, I am more than okay with this! I have enjoyed this time with these funny crazy loves I get the honor to call family.
Maternity leave is truly just that, time that I get to mother my kids without interruption.
I guess when it has been over five years since you birthed and took care of a new born you certainly do forget how wonderfully demanding caring for a newborn is.
In my head, newborn’s slept all the time.
WRONG. Not only do new born not sleep for longer than a college cat naps, my little hunk loves to be held too.
The blessing of being obsessed with this little guy, means he hates being set down and loves our body heat. Leaving zero time for any other activity, and it isn’t like I would rather be doing anything else anyway.
But because I have a five year old would is very demanding,
I have actually become quite the one handed bandit around the house learning to cook and clean (only soap and water not cleaning supplies) with my one good hand while cradling this little guy with the other.
While constantly awake, I am still beginning to feel like the days are so short. Being a mother is a full time job for sure. Plus with my little new born, I am a full time pumping machine, if he is sleeping I am trying to one handed clean and cook, getting my daughter food, bathing etc. (basically just the necessity to stay clean and keep my family fed).
Wouldn’t Trade it for the World