Today marks my new son’s first month of being out and about in the world.  Amazing how time flies.  This month has been hectic, stressful, amazing, miraculous and blissful all at the same time.  And that doesn’t even account for the hormonal turmoil!  Two children is so much more different than one, more than double the work and more than double the rewards.

There are so many things I want to discuss and write about, but so little time!  My mother leaves on Friday, and though I’m very sad she’s leaving and don’t quite know how we’ll manage, I do think I’ll have a bit more time for writing surprisingly (since I’ve been spending my time chatting with her and spending quality time as much as I can).  Hope you’ll all bear with me just a smidge longer!

I remember with my first son thinking this first month was so tough with no rewards.  This time around, I realize I just didn’t stop often enough to enjoy that time, or maybe it was the stress of being a first time parent.  Sure, a newborn is tough.  And though they don’t smile or laugh, it’s so amazing watching this little being interact with his world (including his momma, dad, and big brother) for the very first time.  The miracles and rewards might be a bit tough to spot, but they’re there if you look.