When the doctor suggested a 'no visitor policy' I thought the door to my solitary confinement cell had been slammed shut. I fretted over how I'd cope and deal with the isolation and crossed my fingers it didn't magnify my baby blues. I have been doing my best to follow the rules and keep contact minimal in order to avoid unnecessary illness. And although I'm completely out of the loop, it's been a nice change of pace. (Thank goodness for good counselors that are keeping things afloat while I take a bit of maternity leave from my church calling.)
With it being tax season and the beginning of the Precision Planting season, I've been doing my share of office work (which I have such an aversion to.) But if there's one thing I've learned, I can do an awful lot of things from the comfort of my pajamas.
The weather finally permitted Grandma to come for a visit a few days after Delsie's birth. I enjoyed the company and the kids loved having someone to play countless games with and her 'Mary Poppins' bag of surprises.
one week old
Big Sister pajamas and buttons, I think someone likes her new status.
Dalanie's life now revolves around how many times she holds Delsie in a day. I'm pretty sure she's keeping count.
This rocking chair in my bedroom has quickly become a favorite hangout. (There was good reason I was picky and particular about the chair I got.) I knew it would get a lot of use.
There is so much love for this baby. As typical, it's sometimes hard for the kids to express their love without it being somewhat rough and rudimentary.
We had a special candlelight 'birthday' dinner to celebrate Delsie's arrival. The kids loved making toasts and sipping sparkling grape juice out of the fancy glasses.
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