Goodness me. What a whirlwind it has been the past month. Juggling 3 kids is no joke. I have found that I am lucky to get a shower these days. I honestly feel like there just isn't enough time in the day to get things done that need to be done. I have had baskets of clean laundry to fold for the past 2 1/2 weeks that are still just sitting there. But I can't do everything (even though I wish I could), so I need to learn that something has got to give. And I need to be ok with it. I'm sure as time goes on things will get easier. But for now I feel a bit overwhelmed at times. I commend all those mothers out there that have more than 3 children. How do they do it?
Because Fynnick was 11 days late, I only had a short maternity leave. But while I was on that leave I tried to enjoy it as much as I could because of how short it would be. I was happy that I was able to go to all of the Saturday Flag Football Games while I wasn't working. The first one I went to postpartum I had to take all three boys by my lonesome. Jesse was out of town with his brothers and Dad. The 4 of them had gone down to Zion's for a guys weekend to hike the Subway and Angels Landing. I was happy that he got the chance to go and have a good time with his family. But I do have to admit that I missed him terribly.
Anyway, I thought 2 hours before we were suppose to be to the Football Game would give me enough time to get myself ready, feed Fynnick, make breakfast for the rest of us, pack the diaper bag, get everyone dressed and out the door on time. Nope. We were still 15 minutes late. Thankfully it was only 15 minutes late to the warm up before the game started. But still. I had forgotten how much time is needed to get a newborn all ready and such.
(Fynn was 9 days old at that time).
They took team pictures that day and I thought it would be fun to post them. It was a very, VERY hot day and they were all sweaty from playing their game (which they won btw).
Mon (9/14) Jesse went back to work. He had taken sick days for the shifts around the time of Fynn's birth, then had his 6 days break where he when to Zion's. So it was weird and hard having him go back to work. Thankfully I still had 9 more days of maternity leave. I took every chance I got to hold this little guy. This picture was taken when he was 11 days old. Which I found funny that he was as old as he was overdue. And the difference between the 2 time periods are obviously the same. But the time that he was out went by much faster than the time that he was in. Haha.
Sat (9/19) I attended a baby shower for my sister in law, Jessica. She is due Nov 2 with a baby girl. So happy that there will be a granddaughter on my side of the family now. We all laugh about the fact that all the girls in my family have had boys and the 1 boy in the family is now having the girl. She is going to be one spoiled and loved little cutie. I can't wait to meet her.
But thankfully Jesse had planned his vacation days around the time I was going back to work. 17 days off from 9/21-10/7. What a blessing he has been. Because of him being home I was able to rearrange my work schedule to take an hour break every 3 hours to go home and feed Fynnick. It made it so much easier to go back to work when I could still nurse and hold him.
Jesse has been playing Super Dad/Husband the last 2 weeks. He's a great dad and husband already, but he has been such a great help with this transition time. He has been working on tiling the master bathroom, taking the boys to and from school, taking care of Fynn in between feedings, cleaning up the kitchen for me when I couldn't and much much more, Before I went back to work I was feeling guilty all of the things that he would be doing. When I expressed this to him he reminded me "That's what teammates are for. We work together."
It's so true. A marriage and a family is a team effort.
Starting this coming Tuesday I will be going to work all day and staying there. No coming home to feed him. I will be pumping at work and Fynn will be drinking my milk from a bottle at home. Hopefully he takes a bottle ok and that he still will nurse from me when I get home.
Last Sunday (9/27) Ryker and Cyrus were singing in the ward Primary Program. Fynn (3 weeks old) and I hadn't been to church yet, but we wanted to see them perform in the program. Jesse and my family came as well to see them. It was a really good. We had been practicing all week long memorizing their parts. I knew Ryker would do great when he got to the microphone, but I wasn't sure if Cy would care about it. So I may or may not have bribed him with a donut if he got up and said his whole part by himself. Well he did it. SO proud of him. Jesse and I may have been the only ones that understood what he said because he kind mumbled it.
Thurs (10/1) Fynn hit the 4 week mark. And yesterday he officially turned a month old. He is growing so fast. I'm pretty sure we need to buy size one diapers soon. And a lot of his newborn clothes are starting to get tighter. I know he's over 10lbs already. Not sure of his exact weight. But I know when I was at the pediatrician office a few weeks ago he was around 9lbs 14 oz.
Last night while Jesse went to the Priesthood Session with his Dad and Andrew, Heidi and I hung out with the boys. Cy was holding Fynn and I couldn't help but love seeing him taking care of his little brother. Fynn had spit out his binky and I loved seeing Cyrus helping Fynn with his binky. And he was really good at it too. It's so fun to watch these boys just love each other. Makes me a proud mama.
Even though this baby has made our lives a bit more hectic I wouldn't change it for the world. My life has never felt more full. I love these three boys of mine. The Lord truly has blessed me. Blessed me with the perfect husband for me and 3 beautiful boys.
