Life goes on...

So here's what really stinks the most about having a baby: you can't just sit and stare at them and nuzzle and love them on the couch all day. 
Life goes on. 
His birth came at a good time because it felt nice and easy to just say that I'm taking the rest of the year off.  I am not volunteering for anything or feeling overly obligated to do anything but the necessities. 
"When you cannot do what you have always done, then you only do what matters most."
-Robert D. Hales
We have had our fair share of doctor appointments and school obligations but everything else is taking a back burner.  We are edging back into life very slowly.  Ezra dropped a lot of weight so we began supplementing and doing regular weight checks at the doctor every other day until just this week when he finally made it back to his magic number.  He is seeing an ENT for a posterior tongue tie and had a visit to urgent care at a week old for a rather nasty looking cord and circumcision site.  But all is well now and he is growing and sleeping and eating and being adored every minute.
Jonah has been amazing.  He has been so difficult the last couple of months, I had psyched myself out that this transition with him was going to be a nightmare but he has been sweet, independent and so grown up since bringing Ezra home.  He loves baby brother.  All except for these pictures I took at one week, where he refused to hold him because "his belly button is gross".

And I like saying "the boys".  It warms the cockles of this Mom heart that was the mother of all girls for quite some time.  I was ushered into Motherhood as the mother of all girls and will leave the years of "birds in the nest" with only boys.

And although I haven't escaped the baby blues period with lots of crying and feelings of being overwhelmed, it is passing and I count my blessings that he sleeps so well.  That helps me keep my sanity better than anything else.

We feel so incredibly blessed and content.