Nannie came to visit last week after Mike hurt his ankle. He wasn't able to do the driving or help with groceries so the extra set of hands around the house was so much appreciated. I've always known it but having a baby makes you realize even more how special your family is. It is so neat to see your parents interact with your baby. And it's just so helpful to know that you don't have to do parenting alone - there's always someone around to help out when you need it. I know it will get easier with (hopefully!) the next babies but right now we sure do appreciate the support.
Everyone always says how much of a blur the first few months are. I wonder how true that will be? I feel like I can recall each moment since she was born. The pain and fatigue and fascination of the first few weeks. The sublime moments where we just rested in the easy chair. The few nights where there wasn't anything we could do to stop the crying. The success at figuring out how to do a nighttime routine. The non-existent napping during the day. The time Mike hurt his ankle and when he got home from soccer I sent him straight to the emergency room to get it looked at. The visits from my parents and Mike's parents. It's all there filed away. I don't want to forget a minute of it either. Just like I want to soak up all of these beautiful, sizzling summer days and hot summer nights. This is June's summer. And that's probably how I'm going to reference it until I'm sixty-five and I'm still lamenting the fact that her father couldn't help take the garbage out for a couple weeks ;) I kid, I kid. But really.