"Even after all this time, the Sun never says to the Earth, 'You owe me.' Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky." (Hafiz)
One word: Sam. Those of you who have written to ask if I'm still alive correctly guessed that I've been a little overwhelmed with the new baby. He is doing wonderfully, seems well attached and is healthy and thriving. His parents--not so much. We love him to death, but the sleep deprivation was really severe there for awhile. He had gotten used to co-sleeping with me, so I was bearing most of it, though thank God Ed was home most days to let me get some naps.
Well, now I am back at work, teaching two nights a week, so Sam had to learn to go to bed with Daddy. It was pretty traumatic, but I think things are getting a little better. He now goes almost four hours between bottles at night, though he still sometimes wakes up very frequently (every half hour or hour) to be soothed. We have introduced the pacifier (thanks, Amy!) and that seems to be helping. He also is sleeping in the crib for the beginning of the night.
Now that Ed and I are sharing the sleep deprivation, it doesn't seem as bad. I get a good night's sleep three nights a week (before and after teaching) and Ed gets to sleep the night before he works as a substitute teacher. The other nights we sleep with him together. Of course, it doesn't help that it's been COLD here in Chicago and we have a bit of cabin fever from being cooped up in the house, too.
Anyway, enough about our sleep troubles. To any of my readers who have stuck with me these past two months with no posts, I do hope to post again somewhat regularly about knitting and crafts. Believe it or not, I actually did do some knitting for Christmas! I'll do a little Christmas catch-up in the next few posts.
Meanwhile, here are two cute pictures of the little guy. He has such a happy little personality, and Ed and I are just in awe that we have this amazing little boy to care for. We're trying to see this difficult time as an investment in his attachment needs and future mental health. He's "this close" to walking on his own and really babbling now. His first words (in addition to Mama and Dada) are "cup" and "hop."