Monday, April 14, 2008

A week and a half later....

Well, it has been 11 days since the baby was born. She is beautiful and sweet. She is still in that newborn state where she sleeps a lot during the day and even quite a bit a night. I have gotten better and more sleep in the last week and a half than I did the three months leading up to her birth.

My mom came two days after baby was born. She left today. It was so wonderful. My mom is the best. She left the house spotless! She did three loads of laundry a day (at least). She did all the dishes. There was never a dirty dish sitting in the sink while Mom was here.

Mom and I got a little crazy too. We painted the kitchen cabinets! They are now a glossy white. The kitchen is so bright and looks so much cleaner now. We also cleaned out several closets, sewed my 4 year old a new pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and made a several shopping trips. We had plans for fixing the inside workings of the downstairs toilet, but we ran out of time. Of course, there was lots of laughing, and we read several Women's World magazines. We went out one evening together with the plan of just getting some lemonade and chatting at a restaurant. We went to three restaurants before we found one open (this town shuts down at 9 p.m.) and the restaurant that was open had Karaoke going that night. We had our lemonades, listen to some really bad singing and laughed the whole way home.

Tomorrow I brave the world of 5 kids on my own for the first time, after hubby goes to work. I might be a total wreck. I appreciate all that my mom did for me, but what is the hardest about her going is the fun companionship that I enjoy with her around. We have a good time laughing, talking and working. I hope one day, years from now, I can have the same relationship with my daughters. I hope we can always be good friends and laugh together. It is hard to say good bye, but my white kitchen will remind me of good times.


Benteti5 said...

Funny how hard reality hits after Mom leaves, huh? I want a good relationship with my kids too. I didn't always get along with my Mom, but ever since I became one myself, I changed. Good luck with all the chillies.

Janie said...

My "postpartum depression" is really my "mom had to go back home" depression" after each baby. It looks like for this one she may not even be able to come so I am having "prepartum depresssion" I am amazed at how much ya'll got done though - I only do a lot of sitting and breastfeeding at that stage.

Martie said...

It sounds like you have a truly amazing mother. You are very blessed! All of the good times you mentioned sound so wonderful.

Congratulations on your precious new baby! Take your time transitioning. Things will smooth out. You're a great mom!