On Friday, we welcomed our new little man, Theodore Edward into our family. It has been a whirlwind of activity as we assist Davyd in adjusting to being a big brother, and Theo in adjusting to life outside the womb.
Meanwhile, I have been readjusting to the life of a nursing mom. It has not been long since the last time I did this, but I seem to have forgotten all the different elements of the process. Like the fact that I often have hot flashes & nearly fall asleep every time I nurse. The other part of that is that I often drop whatever is in my hand, which is usually my phone. This creates an obvious hazard for my dear little babies. I remember dropping the phone on Davyd when he was pretty young. I felt like the worst mom ever. I probably even cried. Poor Theo didn't even make it through his first night home without me dropping my phone on him. My response this time was quite different. I believe what I said to him was, "I'm sorry, buddy, but let's be honest, this won't be the last time". He seemed to be understanding. It's true what they say, the second baby is totally different...
