Forget me nots

-The way Tyler's voice sounded so sad when he said goodnight to Logan and then mentioned to me after: "He didn't say goodnight back to me!"

-The moments when I expect that the quiet in the other room means mischief, and when I peek I find Tyler quietly reading a book.

-The way Tyler leaned over Logan yesterday to move his hand to hold the toy he had just placed on his chest to play with

-Every morning around 6am when Logan will not settle unless he's brought into bed with us for the last hour of sleep.

-The way Mitch always turns towards him when I bring Logan into bed to just...watch.

-"Heyyyyy Logan Logan Logan" as Tyler runs through the house looking for him

-Morning breakfast conversations

-Seeing flashes of Tyler in Logan's eyes at the same time as distinct differences

-The pure pleasure I feel when I refer to them as "my boys".

-Hearing Tyler talk to himself and say "mommy loves me sooooo much!"

On having two

So it's Friday of my first week home alone.  Mitch was able to take one week off work which was such a blessing.  Sunday night of last week I bawled my eyes out (exactly the same scenario as when Tyler was born...) but it's been a really good week on my own.  I'm loving having two.  Especially two boys! It's not even an indifferent "I'm glad we have Logan and he just happens to be a boy"...it's a LOVE of being able to call them "the boys" and hearing Tyler talk about being and having a brother, and hearing my husband refer to his sons.  And watching Logan's squishy face as Tyler vigorously hugs him, and shares his most special and beloved item in the whole world with him - his blanket. Oh blessings.

I love having a newborn and toddler at the same time.  It means I get to chat about everything under the sun with my big guy as we make breakfast together and then pick up my littlest boy and cuddle him as I build blocks with the other hand.  I get the still of the early morning with quiet and curious big blue eyes staring at me after feeding, and then 20 minutes later I get a gleeful good morning and excitement exclaimed "mommy's awake!!" as I climb out of bed.  I get to watch the tenderness of my husband as he lays on the floor next to Logan to make eye contact, and then see the energy he loves to spend as he indulges in Tyler's requests (again and again) "Daddy, hide!"  or "Daddy catch me!" or "Daddy play 'you can't get past me!'".

There have definitely been a few growing pains as our family stretches to include one more member, as a two year old used to being the centre of many people's universe is adjusting to sharing the spotlight, as his parents get used to much less sleep, as I'm still not really able to leave the house with two to do much more than drive, but these things are normal.  Every day is better than the last and I woke up this morning feeling so good.  5 hours of sleep straight between a night feed may have helped, but that's beside the point.

I don't feel like I'm in a hurry to rush anything these days.  The house will get cleaned when I feel up to it.  I will master the art of keeping house, cleaning, cooking, and mothering two eventually.  For now I'm just going to concentrate on mothering two.  On playing with blocks, colouring, feeding, adoring, reading books, and making sure I remember to eat lunch.  Before 2:00.  And loving, loving, loving.

I do.  I just love my life.

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Logan Samuel graced us with his presence on June 4th!  It has been such a wonderful week so far of having Mitch home with me and the boys as we get accustomed to life with two.  I'm pretty nervous to be on my own next week, but both boys have been great so far so hopefully things continue.

Labour was WAY different than with Tyler.  This time around I had woken up around 6am hearing Mitch getting ready for work.  I felt my first contraction after I had woken up but assumed it was false labour as I had the exact same thing happen two days ago.  However when the second contraction came 7 minutes later, I went to tell Mitch that though I wasn't sure, it was possible that our baby was on it's way.  We decided he should go to work anyway as he works close and I was unsure if this was anything.  However, within a very short period my contractions were suddenly 5 minutes apart and I realized that things were moving quickly!  My mom rushed over to watch Tyler,  Mitch came home from work, we called our midwife, and headed to the hospital.  By the time we got there at 7:20 I was having contractions only a minute apart. Logan was born at 9:29am after a fairly easy labour.  I don't mean easy as in painless...I still wanted to die, but at least it was short lived!  He weighed in at 10 pounds 13 ounce.  Seriously.  An almost 11 pound baby!  We knew that they were thinking this baby might be big, but wow.  That's big!  They checked him immediately for diabetes, but thankfully everything was clear.

We were told that there were no hospital rooms available as apparently the beginning of June is the fashionable time for babies to arrive.  I was feeling really good so we opted to just go home.  Some think we're a little nuts for making that decision, but I'm SO glad we did.  We picked up lunch on our way home, were home by just after noon, and spent all my recovery time at home.  If possible, I would do it again that way in a heart beat.  It's so much more relaxing to be in your own home.

Logan is a wonderful baby.  He sleeps wonderfully and is such a little sweetheart.  Tyler has been great too.  There is some definite adjusting going on, but I expect this is normal for any first born.  He he soft and attentive and SO sweet towards Logan and is always interested in what's going on. I love it that we have two boys...raising brothers is going to be so much fun.  We feel SO blessed.