...Michael is sleeping through the night.
(Knock on wood)
It's funny how you can be right in the middle of that zombie-newborn phase, when you're getting up and feeding in the middle of the night every night for weeks and weeks; and in the middle of it all, you have moments where you think to yourself, Hey, I'm doing a pretty good job, keeping my head on straight and managing life.
Then the baby starts sleeping through the night.
Then you look back and realize what a mess of an ogre you've been, and you remember how it feels to be really well-rested. The last 13 weeks seem like a dream: vague and slightly bizarre, with momentary flashes of memories I can't quite make out.
So last week I woke up, truly woke up, for the first time in 13 weeks. I looked around myself and found that I was surrounded by a toddler who is suddenly speaking in full sentences, a smiling, chubby 3-month-old, a house that's still standing, and a husband who has patiently, lovingly held my hand through it all.
So here I am now: Recalled to life.
Want to see some pictures from Michael's baby blessing? It was a beautiful day, and Darren gave a beautiful blessing.
Never mind that these are already a month old. I'm feeling pretty proud of myself, getting them up here before his 1st birthday.
It was so great having my family over for dinner after church. I don't think I can really put into words how cool my family is. Eternity with these people is going to be a blast, I tell you what.
Hi John and Ruth! Way to represent the Hansen side there.
This is the most current family picture of the Manwill side. Give it a few more months, and it'll be outdated!
And the most current picture of our little family. I think it will be a little while before this one is outdated.
And here's poor little Peter, trying to finish his lunch one lazy Sunday afternoon. This is probably what I looked like to a lot of my college professors.
:) Yay for sleeping through the night! Welcome back.
ReplyDeleteHahaha! That is a GREAT video.
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