We did it! We made it to six weeks. Isn’t that a milestone? I feel like people have been telling me the first six weeks are pretty rough, and they have been, but things are steadily getting better. Moses is starting to sleep a little better (albeit still pretty inconsistently) and we’re starting to develop more of a routine which is a tremendous blessing to me. I am so much better able to function when I have an idea of what to expect of my day.
For example, I know Moses generally wants to go to sleep in his bed around 7:00 PM. No guarantees how long he’ll stay asleep before he wants to eat or how many times he’ll wake up wanting something from me in the night, but I cannot possibly begin to explain what a huge difference that 7:00 estimation makes to me. I also know he’s at his happiest right after he wakes up for the day (usually sometime around 7:00 AM) – particularly after he’s nursed. So happy that he’s usually content to squawk and swat at the little owl mobile that stretches over his bassinet. And he’ll usually take a short nap in his swing sometime in the course of the morning– giving me a chance to attempt a shower (he doesn’t always sleep through that) or have some coffee or blog or tidy up our home a bit.
Every day it gets better. Every day I’m feeling a little better, every day it gets a little easier, and every day Moses gets a little bigger– I swear. And there are those days where he can’t stop __________ (eating, crying, pooping, staying awake, freaking out for no apparent reason– take your pick and fill in the blank) and I can’t handle it. But there’s grace for those days. And I’m learning all over again how I just need to ask. And ask and ask and ask and ask and fall on your face in tears and beg… some days.
“But He gives more grace. Therefore it says, ‘God opposes the proud, but gives grace to the humble.’ Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you.” – James 4:6-8
I sure do love this boy. He’s worth it all.
Photos: Debra Ackmann