Eva is a big sister! Ok, so she became a big sister 7 fast weeks ago but I’m lucky to be typing this a warp speed while the baby sleeps in the battery-powered god send of a swing for the next unknown minutes. I’m intermittently sucking on a strawberry Tootsie Pop to keep my blood sugar from dropping to shaky levels because I haven’t had time to eat since breakfast three hours ago. Blog first. Then eat.
Little Leila Jeneen was born late February in a beautiful, complication-free labor and birth. I’m proud of my body and mind for bringing her into our crazy but loving family without medication. Hard work, for sure, but not so bad, really. (There’s some hormone that makes a mom forget the details of the harder moments, isn’t there?) Recovery and the early weeks of adjustment have gone well. Or, I should say, they’ve gone as they should for having a newborn. Part of this outlook is that I’m incredibly sleep-deprived. You know, sleep deprivation of this duration acts very much like a sedative. I’m tired; I know I’m tired; my body aches like I’m tired–I just don’t care. Also, sleep deprivation brings out a unique kind of humor in me. The dry is dryer. When I can find the words at all, that is. Much of my brain has turned to dandelion fluff and drifted off on the sunny Spring breeze…
**shakes head to stir the hamster on the wheel in my head back into motion**
With patience and compassion from us, Eva is learning how to Be with her new sister. Already, I can see that they adore and are fascinated with each other. Eva has a very intuitive way of comforting Leila when she’s fussing for one of myriad reasons little babies fuss. She puts her hand on Leila’s belly and sits very still and quiet. Leila stops fussing and stares at Eva. A smile brightens Leila’s face and Eva giggles. Eva sings to Leila a long medley of songs from school, including quietly-played instruments. Leila stares, rapt. Eva shows Leila her alphabet flash cards. “Look Leila, what is it?” Eva takes Leila’s fist and taps it on the card “‘A’. Air. Plane. Good job, Leila”. Leila stares at Eva, wide-eyed and intrigued (confused?) The process repeats exactly the same way for the next letter in her pile.
Eva has become more independent, out of necessity, which makes me very happy. Eva is happy, too, and proud of herself. There are moments of insecurity and anger, naughtiness and time outs. Eva acts up, too. Ha.
Well, the baby says I have to wrap this up and figure out what she needs–and needs right now! Amid the diapers and laundry and naps that don’t happen and days that slip away, I’ll update on Eva’s happenings again soon.