They say that love multiplies, not divides. They are right. I wish they would say the the same thing about time. And eye cream. Elliot is 10 days old and while we’ve had a very short relationship, and we barely know each other, we are in love and in it for the long haul. I have so much to talk about – the birth, the baby blues, the sibling issues, the balancing of work (or lack thereof).
Hopefully you caught the birth on SnapChat. Or at least on Periscope.
I’m 100% kidding.
I just wrote the whole birth story, which took 3 – 4 hours. But right before I clicked ‘publish’ I chickened out. I guess I’m SUPER sensitive right now, and the idea that anything about my daughter’s birth would be perceived/portrayed wrong and potentially garner negative comments (which it surely would) made me not just pause, but stop. I emailed it to myself instead. I may still post it, but not today. I learned a lot during my first bout with mommyhood and the blog, and this time around I’m protecting myself a bit more. I’m also really tired, really hormonal and going in and out of extremes. I’m either so happy, elated, floating on clouds, or anxious, unsettled, irritable and kinda sad. Hormonal imbalance is a real thing, folks. Trust me. This happened last time, with Charlie, in the first couple weeks – lots of extremes with random crying both from happiness and weird sadness. I find that what helps is leaving the house, going on walks, meeting with friends for lunch or a drink (which still feels so special/fun), watching Brothers And Sisters (I’m watching it for the first time!) and shopping. Shopping always cheers me up.
But back to the good stuff . . .
This little girl, this perfect piece of world, is so wonderful and cuddly and adorable. I love her so much my heart hurts.
There have been, and there will be, some challenges, sure. But she is here. We are healthy. We are lucky. We are happy. Even when I’m fighting the baby blues I know I’m so, so, so, so happy and grateful.
The Henderson’s are going to have a very happy weekend – all four of us.
*Photos by always lovely Stephanie Todaro.
P.S. I woke up feeling sooo much better, but if anybody has any special remedy for these first few weeks of baby blues let me know. I did get my placenta turned into pills again, much to my father-in-laws total disgust 🙂 (I’m not convinced it works, but I figured why not?) and I’m popping those, but if there is something else that could help besides time . . . do dish. My doula tells me that it’s my body trying to find the perfect recipe for milk, pulling too many/the wrong amount of hormones and so everything is off balance – which causes a horrendous headache, by the way, and she says it normally evens out in a couple weeks (as it did with Charlie). Ok baby waking up. Gotta go. Happy Friday. xx