Today Lincoln is one week old and I’m flying solo for the first time. It’s challenging because I’m still recovering from labor. But while he naps, I’m resting my bloated legs and feet, ignoring the dishes and laundry that need to be done, and staring at pictures of him on my phone…like most typical moms. I never understood that before and thought that was really weird, but I totally get it now.
I’m enjoying this tiny quiet moment of peace before his next diaper change and feeding. We still don’t have the whole nursing thing down but that’s okay. I’m showing ourselves grace. I can’t believe this little chicken nugget was inside my belly just one week ago and now he’s staring at me and wearing clothes! It’s truly amazing and I can’t stop kissing him and smiling at everything he does.
Joe and I keep saying that we got a good one. He came to us at the perfect time in our lives, when we were truly ready for him. This has been the toughest and most rewarding week of my life! #thelincolnlog
