In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

Let me just start off by saying that I'm not quite sure what day it is, much less what the date actually is.  If it weren't for the little clock on this laptop, I wouldn't even have a general idea about what time it was.  I think I've only washed my hair five times  every other day since we've been home from the hospital...I probably don't even need to mention I still have the same mascara on from about three days ago.

On a positive note: we are all still alive...AND, I've learned how to fall asleep while sitting straight up!  Pretty awesome.

I know it's probably silly to say I don't have time for anything, and then hop on this little blog and spend probably too much time punching out a little ode to getting no sleep...but I want to remember these days and precious hours I have with my new baby.  Nursing him.  Comforting him.  Rocking him.  Discovering what kind of little person he is.  Even though it is grueling and exhausting to only live on 3 hours of sleep every night, it is a really beautiful experience for me...in spite of the now-permanent messy bun and eye bags that have become my new fashion trend!

I have FANTASTIC family and friends who have helped us so much through this transition, and my heart could not be more full.

And the best part about this whole crazy experience:  the other two men in my life.  Axton is THE best big brother I could ask for.  I'm not just saying this because I'm his mom...he truly is so loving and wonderful with Anchor, I can't even believe it!  My sweet amazing husband has completely stolen my heart during this new phase of our lives.  I will forever love him for his sacrifices and hard work during this time.

Like I said, we're all still alive!  It's not all rainbows and unicorns around here, but we're feeling the good times!  Thanks for the love and I'll catch you on the flippity flip!