before evan was born, i wondered what it would be like to have a family of four.
it's so strange.
i can't believe that we were a unit of three a little over a week ago. now, we can't imagine life without evan.
evan's arrival has been a hard transition for dillan. before my hospital stay, i had never been away from her for a long period of time. it was an experience for the both of us. i think my being away has traumatized her, because even now she will randomly exclaim, "mommy! you came home from the hospital!" and then hug me, eyes closed, with the biggest smile on her face.
grandma was here to man the fort for a while. i seriously don't know what i would have done without her here. having a hot meal prepared without any worry or concern is priceless. plus, she's so good with dillan, i couldn't have been more blessed.
on top of that, i have a rock-star husband. he's been keeping dillan very busy, helping me before i even ask, seriously? how could i ask for more?
nonetheless, dillan wasn't the same. she simply missed mom's presence in the everyday. everything i did: run errands, park play, meal time, morning routine...either grandma or appah did. it just wasn't the right fit for her.
thankfully, she hasn't taken anything out on evan. she loves the kid and is a fit of worry everytime he cries.
well, this week everything has changed because mommy is back.
i've healed amazingly fast. i'm not 100%, but i'm well enough to go about the day-to-day.
today, i took the kids to run some errands. it was surprisingly very easy, but evan is still small and sleepy...so this may still be too good to be true.
we get sad that dillan is growing so fast. yesterday, she ran to the bathroom and said, "mommy, i need privacy" and closed the door. i went to check on her and was pleasantly surprised to see she had put the potty seat on the toilet, moved the stool in front it, dropped her pants, and sat down, intently reading a book. "mommy! i need privacy!" again, i left. to return to a long line of toilet paper, jagged on the edge, and a pantieless daughter ready to leave the bathroom. *sigh* she did it all by herself.
we're also a mix of emotions as we see evan growing too. we can see him gaining weight. clothes are fitting a bit better. *sigh* in one week, he's gained 9 ounces...and he's already starting a regular 2-3 hour feeding routine. this is all too good to be true. can it be possible that i have two really good babies? maybe i shouldn't count my chickens, eh?
if you've gotten this far...you deserve pictures to enjoy. :)
i love this shot of dillan, while hadahbuhjee prays for evan:

our first family pic:
evan at one week:
fred and i like to call this his "puh-leeeeze, sucka!" face.

dreaming about happy things...and thought provoking things...
