9 weeks and 3 days ago today we welcomed Elodie Rose, our second little girl and third child, into our family. Over the last few weeks we have been getting to know each other and so far we have found Elodie to be very wonderful, very gentle and at times somewhat serious (sounds strange for a baby, but trust me, she has a very serious air about her). It never ceases to amaze me how each of our children have their own very distinct personalities.
Charlie & Noah are enjoy spending time their baby sister and lavishing her with love. Charlie likes to help me feed and calm her when she cries and Noah, if he could, would spend all day kissing her head. We don’t have a problem with jealousy, but I did catch Noah trying to suffocate her when she was crying for a feed. Not his finest moment, but he was only trying to stop her from crying. Note to self: do not leave son with baby.
Elodie has settled into our routine really well, she is sleeping most of the night and overall is a pretty chilled out baby. She’s coming on wonderfully and is becoming more aware of her surroundings each day.
Meanwhile, my brain is still in a post pregnancy state of mashed potato. With my list of recent misdemeanours including, but not limited to the following failures:
1. Took Noah to & left Noah at preschool on a day he’s not meant to go there.
2. Left Charlie at school for after school club. There was no after school club.
3. Picked Charlie up from school when she was meant to be at after school club.
4. Left car door open.
5. Left keys in front door.
6. Forgot Charlie’s school bag. Twice.
7. Forgot school photographs. Twice.
8. Etc, etc, etc…
I was getting stressed out about my incapability to function as a normal human being. Then I realised I’ve grown a human being & now I’m caring for for this little person, as well as two other littles. If I forget a few things, I have to let it go, and instead focus on the things I get right and do remember. The number of which, far outweigh the bad.