I've seriously started and erased this post about a billion times. I've wanted to share so much and so many pictures, but every time there's a moment to start, there's no time to finish. When there's time again what I've written is irrelevant and I need to start over...
Who would have known that this would be so difficult!?
We came home on Friday when Jenny Kate was a mere 26 hours old. We were shocked but super excited to get home and be with our little man. Unfortunately, Derrick was exhausted and so were we. Justin walked into the living room to find all three of us in tears. It was a pretty pathetic moment, I must say.
This nursing thing is making me lose my mind. I'm trying but seriously, I'm not so sure I'm cut out for it. We had a lactation consultant come out today and she was super helpful. And then she left. And then I started wondering again if I'm cut out for nursing. Tomorrow may be the deciding day.
Derrick has been amazing. He LOVES Jenny Kate. He wants to hold her all of the time and if he's not holding her he wants to touch her. Sometimes he says he's "petting" her. I'm so glad he likes her so much (for now at least!). That was one of my biggest concerns. I want him to love her and not worry that she's taking over his space, attention, and love. We're trying hard to have special time just for him and he seems ok with everything. The boy's a trooper. I sure do love him!
That's kind of where we are right now. Loving these babies, trying to keep them both happy, and trying to get into some sort of routine before Justin has to go back to work in a few days. Oh, I'm so not ready for that!