First 3 weeks

Tummy Time with Dad. Oops. Dad doesn't realize she needs to be on a blanket

and not the dirty hard carpet. Poor thing. I found out about this when I was

looking through the pics on the camera. Oh well, she's learning young what fun

she has to look forward to with her dad.

First 3 weeks. So in the spirit of keeping it real....here's how my last 3 weeks have gone. GREAT.

I'm not kidding. I'm also not saying that I haven't been tired or that I haven't called my mom on a couple of occasions (mostly the first and second week) and told her to come right over. I have finally started washing my own dishes and picking up a little bit around the house. I finally went to the store last week. I've enjoyed the weeks of meals my friends, family, and church have brought me. I've loved PJ days. Who wants to wear maternity clothes when you're not pregnant anyway!

But things have been and could in the future be much worse. I haven't had any baby blues, I get a nap most days, I'm physically healing very well, and I don't feel pressured to clean the house. John is so compassionate. The baby eats great. Jacob is a good boy, even on hard days. If all my postpartum recoveries could be this great I could be the next TLC special 20 kids and counting;) I also must say, I attribute it a lot to me CLEARING my plate and calender of all commitments. That way it leaves all my energy (which is small) and patience for my babies and John....oh ya and me. I keep telling myself to relax, soon I'll be able to wear pants with waistbands again (since I cut the waistbands off a lot of pants during my pregnancy ;).