Although I spent most of 2010 pregnant, it was a great year. Pregnancy wasn't that bad, and the labor and delivery was actually an enjoyable and quit spiritual experience for both Dan and I. I was so nervous about the pain, but it went perfectly, and I will be excited for that part again one day. My mom stayed with us for the first 3 weeks after Max was born . Having her help kind of prolonged the reality of taking care of a newborn. After she left that reality hit hard and fast. Our baby has been the best thing that has ever happened to me, but it hasn't come without a few challenges.
At first I felt like everyday was Christmas, and we were running off of adrenaline. Then after about a month, that wore off and I realized how sleep deprived we both were. Our baby does not sleep very well at night. We get up at least 3 to 5 times with him. I knew this would be the case before I had a baby, I just didn't know how difficult it would be. In my desperate attempt to get some sleep, I have read many books, and tried several different methods to help Max to sleep better, but with no real success. In one of the books I read, I came across this quote that has really changed my perspective about the whole situation.
It says, "....And when you don't put him down, hold him with your heart, too, and relish every gurgle, flutter, and little sighing breath. Trust me when I say, you will miss this. You will. Even the dark, exhausted nights will take on a certain romance in your memories, and they'll bubble to the surface when your "baby" drives off in his first car, graduates from school, gets married, has his own baby." So the best advice I have gotten is to just accept this stage of life.
Seriously, asking me to give up my sleep is one of the hardest things I could be asked to do. I LOVE my sleep. But when I see that cute little baby boy, I would give up a thousand nights of good rest for him. I just need to learn patience in this trial, and to enjoy each late night snuggle with my baby, because soon he will grow up and not want to snuggle with me any more.
What's a post without a picture of the cutest baby in the world?
And one more, cause there can never be too many pictures of Max