I'm back in the saddle. I gave myself some time to block out everything and just enjoy my baby. I didn't realize that this "me" time would turn into nearly 3 months, but you win some you lose some.
I have had the most blissful time just holding, smiling at, playing with, kissing, and loving my little baby boy. I also spent some time transitioning from a full-time student and employee to a mother. I got my diploma in the mail a few weeks ago, (!) and it forced me to step back and realize just how different my life has become these last few months, and how wonderful this kind of "different" is. I loved school, I really did, but now I have time to get back to the other things I love as well. For instance, I started reading again. I used to be a huge reader. Growing up my parents had to resort to taking my books away as punishment instead of grounding me, and believe me that was much more effective. I've read four books in the last week and a half, and it feels so good!
Yes, my days are very different now, and it is wonderful.
I wake up every morning and see:
Or sometimes it's more like this:
Then we get up and read some stories, maybe throw in a little tummy-time if we're feeling really crazy, and then:
Baby waits patiently while his mom gets ready for the day.
Then we run some errands
And take adorable pictures wearing adorable outfits. (According to Blake, boys don't wear "outfits." I think I'm just supposed to say "clothes," or maybe even "clothing" if the situation really lends itself to that.)
We scatter a few naps throughout the day
Then once we get home-and this is a very important step- Isaac makes sure to cuddle with his mom.
Some nights he gets a bath, and if he's really good, he gets to watch a little upside down TV.
By the end of the day, he is pretty wiped out and begging his mother, please, no more pictures.
And there you have a day in the life of little Isaac Denzel and his mother.