Monday, February 13, 2012

I know you thought I left...

I know that it has been a while but having a new born in the house is quite time consuming. But I am pleased to report that we are all do well and thriving. It was a little hairy there for a while, had troubles breast feeding, had long stretches of postpartum depression and reflux but now I can honestly say that I am having fun with little Milo.

I knew that having a baby was going to be a life changing experience but I never fully understood how much it would change your life. There were days when I didn't feel like myself at all. It was almost like a mini identity crisis because where this once confident, strong, calm, eager woman now stood a hopeless wreck covered in spit-up poop and other body fluids that weren't her own. It was terrifying because I was not able to fully rest nor relieve stress in the ways I normally do (scrapbooking and most importantly working out) and I felt things spinning out of control. Christmas time was the worst. It was the darkest place I have ever been in and at the time it felt like I was never going to get out. But due to an amazing supportive husband (one that could deal with a bundle of crazy for hours on end) and soldiering on, I am now able to look back and snicker at the goofball curled up and crying on the floor because she just got spit up on. Now that the first couple months are behind us I can now fully enjoy my sweet little boy.

He has grown so much over the last couple of months and I am amazed at how much his personality is already showing. The other day Chaz was playing with him the the living room and stood up to go get something from the kitchen. The second he stepped out of Milo's view, Milo began screaming and crying. Chaz immediately came back and Milo was all smiles again. Milo is so sweet and I really do enjoy my days with him.

Since it has been a while here are some pictures of Milo up until this point...

What Chaz and I call the Turtle Face

Composing music in his sleep again

Even in his sleep he is always thinking. "Think. Think. Think."

Papa and son staring at the ceiling fan.

Just the smiley-ist boy you will ever find.
words can't not describe...

getting good at lifting that big o'le head

baby machinations...be afraid, be very afraid

2 comments:

Emily said...

Juanita, I am so sorry things have been so hard for you. :( I had a hard time adjusting after Ansley was born; I got mastitis twice and she cried all the time and didn't sleep. I'm so glad those days are over for both of us! Hugs to you and squish your adorable son for us. :)

Cassie said...

Juanita-we are so excited to see the progress of little Milo! We are keeping you and your family in our prayers! Glad that things are looking up now!!!!