I don’t know if we would have chosen to have a baby in mid-winter living in the Midwest if it was completely up to us (good thing it’s not), but we are enjoying snuggling in to our apartment as snow, ice, and slush cover the ground. We have gotten out quit a bit as well and embraced some of the challenges and fun of urban living with an infant. These past couple weeks we have had fun visitors at our place including the VanOss grandparents in from Seattle – Brooks is one lucky guy to have such loving family!
A few new things:
Brooks is finding his hands and concentrates so hard on them when we play; We love to pull Brooks in bed with us for morning snuggles and he sleeps so hard next to Mom and Dad; Brooks has lost the hair on top of his head so he has a nice “old man” cup-de-sac; He has ALMOST graduated from newborn clothes to his 0-3 month wardrobe (we think he’s about 10 lbs); Brooks loves his bathtime and cries when we take him out (here’s to a future of good hygiene!).
Postpartum: It has been difficult to ease back in to an active life after delivery. I am so ready to get back to the gym and sweat hard again and yet there are those nagging pains that stick around and remind me that it is a process (for some reason I thought it might be quicker after “good” vaginal delivery). I have to remind myself it will come…
The Joys: Like so many other areas of life, I find the simplest joys to be the greatest joys with a baby – when Brooks falls asleep in my arms, watching Tim give him a bath and seeing his appreciation for his dad even at 6 weeks old, and the little coos and grunts he makes that are communicating something even though we don’t know what that something is quite yet. I am also teaching Brooks that singing and dancing belong in the kitchen on a daily basis.
It’s not all sweet coos: Don’t get me wrong, there are moments when i have changed him repeatedly, fed him extensively, rocked him patiently, and still can’t soothe him. It’s in those times I find myself crying a little too. I love being home with Brooks more than anything, but I also love when Tim walks in the door and I can hand him off and do something productive.
One last thing – a good quote from a book we are reading. It’s about marriage but really just a great thought on all relationships and God –
“To be loved but not known is comforting but superficial. To be known and not loved is our greatest fear. But to be fully known and truly loved is, well, a lot like being loved by God. It is what we need more than anything. It liberates us from pretense, humbles us out of our self-righteousness, and fortifies us for any difficulty life can throw at us.”
— from The Meaning of Marriage by Tim Keller