We have been home now for three weeks. I have been surprised by many things; how to survive on very little sleep; how difficult and wonderful the early stages of breastfeeding and ALL that it requires is {now I know why my sister-in-law said, "If your not committed, you will never keep going."( Please know I realize there are many legitimate reasons for why some moms cannot breastfeed)}; how every time he smiles it melts my heart; how badly I want to protect him from everything; how difficult it is to just get out of the house; how mentally challenging every task that once took no time or thought is exhausting {like blogging}; how you have to schedule everything in small blocks of time because he eats all the time; how much I miss time in the evenings with my husband; how precious it is to watch my older boys love on and take care of him. I could go on and on, these are just a few.
Simon is a pure joy. He is getting bigger and changing so quickly. There have been several times that Ive peeked into his room and looked at him in his crib sleeping and he looks like his older brother Chai. I'm thankful for all the little ways Simon reminds of his "Big Brother." He is already rotten and oh is he loved.
We are simply thankful. And no matter what, we have learned to say, "God is good."