Gentle Readers, thanks so much for your kind comments, emails, texts, phone calls, etc. since Mason's birth! I cannot believe four days have already passed and I have not responded to one person yet--that's not like me at all. Please know that I truly appreciate your prayers and well wishes. I'll come down to earth eventually, but right now I'm consumed with my baby's sweet, chubby cheeks.
I'm finding the physical recovery from giving birth much worse than labor and delivery itself. My days are consumed with Mason's needs first, and then attending to whichever part of my body is in the most agony at the moment. Brad is a very hands-on daddy and hubby, and he is my lifesaver and such a blessing to me. I knew he'd be an involved daddy from the beginning, but he's far surpassed my expectations. We're cherishing every moment of this week we have at home alone together with our baby before Brad returns to work soon. We're having so much fun learning how to be a family of three!
Emotionally, I am a complete wreck, but thus far, 100% of my tears thus far have been joyful ones. I have never cried this much in my life, for any reason, but especially not for happy ones. I know that the tiredness, physical discomfort, and stress will catch up with me eventually, and I'll shed plenty of non-joyful tears, but for now, Brad and I are happily weepy on a daily basis. God is so good. We have a baby! It really happened! Mason is the child that God intended for us, and we could not be more overjoyed or thankful for him.