The Longest Day...

Things have been non-stop around here!  I am doing a horrible job at this blogging thing.  It's just that when Jonathan was in the hospital, I had a lot of free time because the nurses did my job.  Now any free time I have (like now) I am washing bottles, doing laundry, cleaning, or resting for a few moments.  Notice I didn't mention taking a shower, eating, shopping, laying out (not that I did that anyway), or watching tv.  I don't do most of those things anymore - I mean, yes I do eat, but the showers thing happens every other day unless I make it a point to shower daily.  It may sound gross, but don't judge me!  It's mostly because I am just too tired, and unless I get peed on I don't really get dirty being around the house.

 I titled this post "The Longest Day" because this is the longest day of my life.  Not this day in particular, though...  Ever since Jonathan came home, my life feels like one looooong day with random naps.  When Jonathan goes to Nanny's house, though, Jeff and I get some alone time and that helps me to reorient myself with the world.  I put decent clothes on, blow dry my hair, and even leave the house in the car!  It reminds me of when I was on bed rest - I never left the house or got decent, so when Jeff would convince me to ride to Wendy's with him, it was like, "WOW, I forgot what the world was like!"

I don't want to sound like I'm complaining, because I'm totally
not.  I LOVE my life.  Yes, I love taking care of a poop
machine with an insatiable appetite and the most adorable little
face I've ever laid eyes on.  And when we're up at 3 am and I
start to fall asleep as I'm feeding him, I remind myself of all
the nights I was up at 3 am while our baby was in the hospital.
I tell Jonathan about all the time we spent praying for him,
and how we are so relieved that he's actually home.

Speaking of the little man, he is stirring now so I have to close.

I'll end by explaining that the reason I started this blog was to keep people updated on Jonathan, but there isn't a whole lot going on right now.  When he was in the hospital things changed daily, sometimes hourly.  Now, he is just growing and going to Dr.'s appointments.  He doesn't have another one until Tuesday so I will let you know how that went.  But he is doing all the things a baby his adjusted age (3 weeks) should be doing:  he can look at you, turn his head, lift his head when he's on his belly, and bat at and kick his toys.  So that's why I wrote so much about myself, because I feel like I am changing more than he is at the moment.