Don't Blink...

"Don't Blink" by Kenny Chesney

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Don't blink

Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you

Wake up and you're 25 and your highschool sweet-heart becomes your wife

Don't blink

You just might miss your babies growing like mine did

Turning into Moms and Dads, next thing you know your 'better half'

Of fifty years is there in bed

And you're praying God takes you instead

Trust me friend, a hundred years goes faster than you think

So don't blink.

Logan is growing. Where has the time gone?! Diaper changes, feedings, sleeps and lullaby-singing sessions have strung together to make up the last 3 1/2 weeks of my life with him. The days have sort of melted together into a bit of a blur. It's been tiring but also wonderful.

At some point I'll have to take on a few more things again- not just my gorgeous son. Right now I could just stare into those deep baby blue eyes forever. But I'm already missing Chris in a way that I hear many new parents say they miss their spouse when a baby comes along. We need to start making more time for each other. And I'm getting keen to do some more photography again as well. I still need to get on top of baby announcement/thank-you cards. So many people have been so generous with their gifts and their well-wishes. They deserve to be thanked.

How will I fit everything in?! How will I find balance in my life? How will I do it all while still enjoying every moment and not having the years pass me by so quickly?

This is going to be the greatest challenge of my life. I'm just starting to ponder it now...

It's been 3 weeks...

Tiny socks in the laundry.
Living in 3 hour intervals.
Showering quickly.
Baby cuddles.
Up at 4 a.m.
Phone is always out of reach. So is coffee.
Big blue eyes.

Things have changed at our house.

He's Finally Here...

Logan Thomas Jackson finally entered the world on Wednesday, September 22nd at 3:31am. He weighed 9.6 lbs at birth and looked just perfect from the moment we saw him.
Logan was 10 days overdue when I was induced in hospital. My labour was long... so I chose to have an epidural half way through. The pain I experienced once my contractions fully set in was not something I could imagine enduring for any serious length of time. And things were moving along slowly. Having the intense pain taken away made my labour a much more enjoyable and positive experience. Once the epidural was given- I laboured for 7 more hours.
In the end, Logan entered the world in grand-finale style. After 2 full hours of pushing and lack of progress, the doctor & the forceps appeared. Things got a little too dramatic for my liking at this stage. Giving birth was a horrific, beautiful & amazing experience. I can't really explain how something can fall under all of those descriptive words... but it did.
Once the doctor set Logan on my chest and he began to cry- any pain and confusion that was involved in my labour ended. Everything made sense again. And my heart swelled 10 times bigger than I feel it has ever been. I fell in love with my son at that moment.
I could finally see his face. And let his tiny fingers curl around one of mine. I could see him moving and hear his little noises. I could witness him hiccuping- not just feel it in my belly.
Logan is nearly 2 weeks old now. He is becoming more alert and loveable each day. Chris and I are learning how to be parents- a lesson that will go on for years and years to come. It is still early days- but things are good.
Part of me doesn't want Logan to grow or change- not even an inch. And part of me can't help but wonder what is in store for him in the future. What will he look like as a toddler? When will he smile? Will he be a good runner? Where will his dreams take him one day?
And how did we ever exist without him?
Thanks to the powers above for our little blessing.
xoxo