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My dear wonderful husband gave me one of the best compliments ever. He told me that he could see the positive impact my staying home with the kids has been on them. This was an important thing for me to hear and I'm not sure he knows what that meant to me.

For some time I've been wanting some sort of career in addition to being a mother. It's a financial burden to only have one working parent. He works a lot of hours and has started his own side business. Our families like to vacation and we can barely afford it. We could use new couches, a screen door, would like to eliminate debt, etc. All of which, with one income, are just out of reach.

But when he says that our children are well-adjusted kids and have a secure home life, well, I'm thinking all those wants are really not necessary. I'm still praying about some sort of career. But until God opens that door I'm content knowing that my tedious work here at home is hopefully making an eternal difference.

Mother of Three

As a new mom of three I have a profound appreciation for those other moms with more than 2 kids. Wow. How in the world do they get ANYWHERE on time? How do they balance screaming children with finishing homework? And make dinner? And shower?

I can't seem to shower daily. Isn't that horrible? And yesterday should not have been a skip-the-shower day. Ewww, I know. Today I managed to shower. And go through some very large piles of papers that had accumulated over the last couple of months. So today, I'm feeling good. Like I accomplished something.

The weirdest thing about being a mom of three now is that time seems to actually disappear. It's like I'm stuck in this weird Bermuda Triangle, or in the Time-Space Continuum. The time is gone. By the time I have to go get Reagan from school my whole day is gone. Because once she's home we have homework, Jack has to eat, I have to make dinner (or eat dinner thanks to my wonderful friends I haven't actually had to cook for several weeks), the girls need a bath, a story and a peaceful good night. So far almost none of that has happened because the time is gone! It's crazy.

So, on to update news. Jack is awesome. I'm totally in love. Right now he's sleeping on me a la the Sleepy Wrap. I know this is so not Babywise. But you know, after three I realize that this time flies by. And he won't sleep on me forever. And I'll miss it. He'll never be 19 days old again. I'm enjoying this one. There's plenty of time to nap train him. I am glad that I had the guts to stick to it with the girls because I know that Babywise works. And in a week or so we'll work on the afternoon nap. But for today, I'll take the snuggling.

He's working on finding his thumb. I'm still torn about encouraging it or not. My Reagan still sucks her fingers. So, I'm not sure thumb sucking is a good thing. But if it helps him self soothe...

Update: Jack and other stuff

So, Jack is 2 weeks old tomorrow. I love having a newborn. He's still all scruntched up and red. I love it. He's already gained back half the weight he lost last week. So, things are good all around. Of course, he's waking up twice a night. Can't wait for the sleeping through the night phase. Oh well. Right now he's so adorable I don't mind holding and snuggling him in the middle of the night. Except, of course, when I have been out until 12:30 at the U2 concert. That's not so great.

I had to take Mati to the Dr. today. She's seriously constipated. Been 11 days since her last b.m. I know. TMI. But it's on the list of crap I am dealing with right now.

Erik and I went to U2 last night. It was awesome. Black Eyed Peas opened for them and they were really great, too. I was very pleased. Of course they have mouths like truckers, which isn't so great. But the performance was very good. U2 was awesome. I can not imagine the intensity it takes to be able to perform at that level. They were amazing. They have intensity and sincerity. I think that in order to keep an audience plugged in a performer must be a really good salesman or sincere. Maybe U2 is a bit of both. They actually believe or feel what they sing. And it was evident every moment. Well, I had to leave early. My post-surgery body decided that the decible level was a tad overwhelming and exhaustion was taking over.

Speaking of post surgery, I am moving around a lot better this time. God has been incredibly merciful. He knows what I can handle.

Is it too early to exercise? I'm dying to get into jeans for the fall. I'm not sure how realistic that is though. But I honestly don't know what I'm going to wear for the next two months until I can fit into jeans again. Oh well. I'm sure I'll figure something out.

Lastly, I know you would love some more pictures of Jack. I don't have any. Did I mention that I'm exhausted? I'll try and take some tomorrow and post them.

Unto us a son is given

We welcomed Jackson David into the world on 10/8/09 at 7:50 am. He weighed 8 pounds 15 ounces (woo hoo!) and was 21 inches in length. Thanks for your prayers and well wishes.

Love,
The Wilhelmsens