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Tuesday, December 31, 2013

One Year Ago

It's been a very busy month, and blogging has definitely fallen by the wayside. I have had many ideas to write about, and I hope that in the coming weeks I will get around to many of them. This morning, though, I had a thought that I really wanted to share.

It was a year ago September when we decided that we were ready to commit to having another child, and to take action in that direction. It took a couple of months to get pregnant, and on Christmas Day we told our two older children that we were expecting. The day after Christmas, I miscarried. Fortunately, after waiting the couple of months recommended by my doctor, we were able to get pregnant again quickly.

Fast forward one year. On Christmas, I was 38 1/2 weeks pregnant, and I spent the day having very intense contractions. At 1:30 am, the day after Christmas, our new little boy was born.

He is such a wonderful boy! Of course he is adorably cute. Beyond that, he is very calm. He is very curious about the world; at five days old, he can already get bored at times and want different things to look at. He brings us joy.

That last bit - the joy he brings us - is the most interesting part to me. With our first two children, we were very young, and Tux Man was in school full time. Both of the first two were born mid-semester, and classes don't stop for babies! This time, not only is he not in school, but he can take paid vacation time to be home with me. It has been a very good thing, because apparently it is harder to recover from having a baby when you are in your 30's than it was when you were in your 20's. I've needed the support, and he has been here. 

The biggest difference, though, is emotional. Having the space and the time to absolutely appreciate and enjoy this child has been wonderful. Having his diaper leak all over the bed for the third time in one day is not surprising or frustrating; it is simply what we expected, and it's no big deal. Having him cry out in surprise when he pooped for the first time was not expected and was simply hilarious. The noises he makes - especially when they are timed just right with something someone just said - make us laugh many times a day. 

Yesterday I talked to Snuggle Puppy about how he was feeling with his new little brother. Yes, he is having a little bit of a hard time - because he feels he isn't getting to hold him enough! He wants to learn how to calm his little brother when fussing, and he recognizes that he's not getting it yet and he wants that to change. What wonderful sons I have!

Turtle was the first person to be leaked on by a diaper that didn't hold what it should have. She had been begging to hold our new little one, and hadn't been holding him very long when it happened... and she quickly gave him back and went to take a full shower! I'm not usually big into bathroom humor, but we are living through a lot of it at the moment and it's very, very funny.

It had been quite awhile since I had thought of that miscarriage. I am so grateful for where I am today. It seems like a tremendous miracle for our littlest one to have arrived exactly a year later. We are truly blessed.