I did warn you that we would be gone for a little while so that the wee Bitty could come into the world, didn't I? She finally arrived about three and a half weeks ago, on September 24, weighing in at a svelte 7 pounds, 10 oz. It's impressive that she was nearly a full pound smaller than Lil at birth, considering I binged on Easter candy for the entire first trimester. I won't go into details about the labor and delivery, but the first words that come to mind are "easy, peasy."
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| Miss Mariel Margaret, 17 days old |
So far, Lil appears to like her new sister, whom she calls, "das bebee." She points to Bitty's head, her eyes, her wee hands and feet. She also informs us whenever "das bebee cry," in case we didn't notice or weren't paying attention. She is fascinated by the paci, and she understands that the baby nurses in order to drink milk, and thinks the breast pump is fun and exciting. I suppose someone ought to.
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| paternity leave, day 18. |
In this immediate postpartum phase, I'm relieved that my body is once again (mostly) mine. I'm not saying this because it's nice to be done with the indigestion and insomnia, though it does make for more restful sleep. I'm happy to feel like I can be Lil's mama again. Even though I usually have a Bitty bundle in one arm, I've gotten lots of chances to sit on the floor and play with Lil, let her sit on my now vacant lap and read a story, bend down to get a kiss, or rock her to sleep at night. Even though the challenge of raising two little girls is just beginning, I'm glad to be able enough to mother them both.
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| two girls, one mama |
