Unpacking the Heart

Well, we all survived our first week without help. By "without help" I mean just mommy, the kiddos and the dog.  Daddy went back to work, Nene has been home and back to work for a while now. Shew.  It was a rough one, y'all.  Matthew not only went back to work, but he had meetings every night this past week, plus a rehearsal dinner/wedding this weekend.  So Friday night he stayed overnight 2.5 hours away where the wedding was held, which means Mommy was flying solo.  On the upside, Drew slept long enough for me to give Elliott a bath, put her down and for me to take a shower, but on the other hand, he didn't sleep much the rest of the night.  And as if that wasn't crazy enough, I got the kids up, dressed, and mostly fed and we made the drive to attend the wedding as well.  I left the house 45 minutes later than planned, but we made it. Mama was worn out, y'all.  Matthew let me sleep last night and I got up this morning and managed to get everyone to church thi

This is such a bittersweet time.  Being a second time mom I think I understand that better than with Elliott.  I want to pause every second and soak up these snuggles and sweet moments with this tiny, squishy baby, but at the same time I am so ready for him to be above birth weight and for him to get a little bigger so that I know that he is growing and thriving.  I am ready for him to be in 0-3 month clothing because seriously, I didn't get much by way of newborn stuff because I knew that he wouldn't be in it long...but then I had a teeny tiny baby.  I am having to o his tiny load of laundry...a lot.  lol.  It is also bittersweet because these are the last few days of having my husband home to help me figure out this two kiddo thing.  I have really enjoyed having him home and getting to spend uninterrupted time with him.  He has informed me that next week it is game over and the schedule is more than crazy. Drew is doing great.  We go back tomorrow morning to weigh him again

There is so much that I want to say and so much that I want to remember about this last week (ish).  I may have to do several posts as this hormonal post partum mommy is still a hot mess.  lol.  BTW - some of this post may be TMI or may make you uncomfortable....just a warning Last Wednesday Matthew, Elliott and I traveled to Shelbyville to stay with my parents.  I was scheduled for a c-section at 6 am on Thursday morning, which means we had to arrive at the hospital at 4am, which means we had to leave my parents house around 3:15am.  I was thrilled about that. I didn't have to wait around all day and get anxious about it and by the time all of our family got up that morning and got ready baby boy would be here and they could all come meet him.  I had started into contractions again early that Wednesday morning and the three hour drive only made them worse.  I was a mess.  Finally, that evening they eased off again and I was able to get a little bit of sleep before driving to the