- We get up at 3:30 AM. I had been awake all.night.long.
- God moves a baby.
- A fairly large and completely wonderful little girl is born.
- "Well, we're going to have to take the baby to the nursery downstairs. By the time you are moved to a postpartum room, she should be ready to come back and see you." (It didn't happen.)
- Daddy is happy. - Momma is happy. - Elijah is excited. Haven does not like being smooshed on her chair but is, otherwise, out-of-control with squealing and excitement. - The new family of five:
Wednesday, September 29th - Day One
- Polly Jane gets dressed in the same going-home outfit Elijah Millard wore...only the socks are too small for her!- Eric (who loves to NOT make a stir) says "Can we just walk out of here?" -After much ado, we left the hospital! - Susie weighs Polly Jane who has dropped to a scant 8 pounds, 6 ounces. - Grampa, who had helped at the hospital the entire day before, finally gets to hold Polly Jane.
Thursday, September 30th - Day Two
- Haven goes pee-pee on the potty - Haven calls Polly Jane "Row-Row" and thinks we stole our friend's baby.
- Haven squeals with delight upon seeing/touching/hearing Polly Jane. - Elijah says, "When you get bigger, Polly Jane, I'll teach you tricks." - First bath at home which pleased no one except Momma.
Friday, October 1st - Day Three
- Haven goes poo-poo on the potty and gets entirely freaked out.
- Polly Jane continues to eat every two hours...or less!
- Eric & Grampa finish cutting and hauling a huge tree to our house. Eric arrives home with several injuries. "Oh. This is where part of the wedge split off and flew into my arm."
Saturday, October 2nd - Day Four
- Eric begins to feel the effects of what we came to call a "virus."
Sunday, October 3rd - Day Five
- Polly Jane does a photo shoot. Ready:Posing:Irritated:Exhausted:- I hoist myself into our "tractor" to take a ride with the kids. That's the kind of Mom I am.
Monday, October 4th - Day Six
- PawPaw comes to visit.- Mom continues to be the World's Best Helper!- Pediatrician visit with the girls. (It's really fun to say "the girls!")- Polly Jane surpasses her birth weight by 7 ounces. (9#2!!) Eric is surprised. I am hungry.
- Elijah learns to draw a face.- Eric gets a tetanus shot.
Tuesday, October 5th - One week old
- Polly Jane gets goopy eye (yuck!) and stops eating.- We flip the mattresses, change the sheets, and put our winter comforter on the bed.
- Eric doctors his wounds and gives us frequent updates on his condition.
Wednesday, October 6th - Day Eight
- Polly Jane has a poop explosion through two layers of her clothing, three layers of my clothing, a duvet cover, down comforter, blanket, sheets, and mattress pad.
- I remove poop clothing and put on my robe.
- Friends come over.
- Cow comes frolicking towards four small children. I run outside.
- Strange woman comes walking up the driveway.
- Strange woman wants to know if all these children are mine. Strange woman wants to see my baby. Neighbor has much entertainment while mowing the grass. I wish that the neighbor would come give me a hand.
- We go to Costco. - We go to sleep on blankets.
Thursday, October 7th - Day Nine
- I realize that I'm not *quite* as recovered as I was pretending to be.
- We do 100 loads of laundry.
- Baby Mason meets Polly Jane. - Mombo shows herself to be Super Mom - watching the four older kids while letting Charlotte and I chat for an hour!
- Eric exclaims "Those blankets have poop on them too?!?!" Eric sleeps without his usual extra blanket.
- I go to bed early.
- Polly Jane stays awake and upset (unless I'm holding her) until 1:00 AM. I stay up late.
Friday, October 8th - Day Ten
- We do 100 more loads of laundry.
- Polly Jane makes great eye contact with me and does a real smile. I don't mind being up late anymore.
- Haven and Mombo head outside. Haven turns around, waves, and says clearly "BYE-BYE! Love you!" with her cheerful little voice. I love being a Mom.
- Polly Jane tips the scales at 9 lbs, 9 oz. Eric is proud. I am hungry.
- Polly Jane resumes her "I like to eat every 2 - 2.5 hours" feeding schedule.
These are the days we are living, and oh! they are sweet, sweet days!