Wow, y’all, it’s been quite the Summer and I mean that in the most exciting, wonderful, challenging, exhausting, filled with gratitude way! Where to begin?
Really, it feels a lot like a blur. We began the Summer eagerly expecting our precious Rutledge. Since our first two babies came early I was so sure that, of course, my third would be early too.
Back in May at 37 weeks I got pretty sick. I was dehydrated and started having contractions 2 minutes apart. I spent a day in the OB triage getting fluids, anti nausea medicine, and pain medicine. When I left my contractions were 5 minutes apart but I wasn’t progressing so I got to go home. Sure enough after resting over night the contractions stopped and life was back to normal. Weeks 38 and 39 came and I found myself more pregnant than I’d ever been before. Little man was comfy inside and not going anywhere. We spent our days expectantly waiting but fully enjoying where we were. I soaked in every minute with my girls knowing this season was so close to an end. We went shopping, visited the zoo, went out on dinner dates, and basically had a ball. At long last my perfect baby boy was born at 40 weeks and 2 days. He is the most precious baby and I can’t say enough how kind the Lord was to give us the most wonderful birth experience (I’ll blog about that another day.)
Needless to say the month of July disappeared like a vapor. There wasn’t a whole lot of sleeping but there was a whole lot of love. We did brave the road to spend the week at the beach with our family. Countless evenings were spent sipping popsicles and swimming in the pool. Way too much Daniel Tiger was streamed (unless it was de-Netflixed- SAD day!) but we read lots of books too. I’m almost embarrassed how many days were spent in our PJ’s, except that I’m not, because when you have three 3 and under you just do what you have to do.
August resembled July except my baby did something neither of my girls ever did at this age: He would sleep through the night a few nights each week! Whaaaa?! A 6, 7, 8 week old baby giving 5-6 hour stretches of sleep is incredible and direct answer to a specific prayer! I began to feel relatively normal and ready to take baby steps into the land of the living. We had playdates and friends visit our home. We even got to go back to our sweet church for the first time since before he was born. And an undeniable itch to get back to blogging. So, here I am- a hot mess chasing two adorable toddlers, snuggling my practically perfect infant, and thinking I can start writing again. I’ve missed y’all and can’t wait to catch up with the sweet community here in the blogging world! I hope you’ve had the most exciting, wonderful, challenging, [not] exhausting, and filled with gratitude Summer too!