Max turned two weeks old this past Friday, and I thought I would take a little time and share how things have been going. In all honesty, things have been going extremely well. I've had several people tell me that once you get past the third child, every child after that will seem like a piece of cake. I don't know if I'd go that far, but I will say that bringing Max home has been the easiest adjustment we've had since starting our family.
Since my family left last Saturday, and Erik's been back at work for most of these two weeks, I feel decently confident in saying that I'm recovering quite nicely and that the other children are handling having a new brother very well. There has been very little(if any at all) jealousy, and Lily especially loves little Max to pieces. She's so funny with him, because she'll try and share her toys with him or try to give him high fives, and she looks so sad that Max doesn't play along with her.
Probably the greatest help to me, when I'm here alone, has been having the other three on a good routine. The kids almost never wake up before eight o' clock, and if they do wake up before that time they usually play in their beds until I come get them. They also go down for a couple of hours in the afternoon, so I'm able to take a nap while everyone else is.
Not that it's all been rainbows and butterflies, but I'm sure you figured that! There are still tantrums to deal with, whiny attitudes, defiance, and arguments over toys. Most days I'm worried that I'm not giving everyone enough attention. We also have been watching videos more than usual, and the kids haven't been getting a bath every night, but we're doing the best we can in this crazy season of life.
I'm trying to just sit back and enjoy the newborn snuggles while I can, because I know I'm going to blink and he's going to be a one year old!
Oh, and also it took me two days to write this post. :)