Can’t believe I’m saying this, but... 3 months!
That's how long it's been since we welcomed our beautiful baby Eleanor into our lives on November 8, 2017.
Seems like yesterday we were holding hands, walking on the beach, talking about having kids (2.5 years ago).
Seems like yesterday we found out we were pregnant (11 months ago).
Seems like yesterday we just brought her home (3 months ago).
And here we are, watching the newborn stage slip through our fingers like sand through an hour glass. It's been a privilege. It's been a joy. We wouldn't trade it for anything.
Overall, here are some *rookie* reflections on life and parenting these first 3 months:
Victoria: Victoria = Mom Goals. Victoria = Wife goals. Just simple math. The way she loves, serves, and nurtures Eleanor (and me) is without rival. I can't thank God enough for my bride of 6 years.
Eleanor: Struggles with FOMO. Looks a little bit like me. Has already made a friend her age. Her smile lights up a room. Her laugh is our favorite sound. Her aftermath sneezes are ridiculously cute (yes, cute). She loves morning cuddles with her Momma (actually, she loves anytime cuddles with Momma). We watch a lot of ESPN / College basketball together. All biases aside, she's a ridiculously cute (sorry, I said it again) baby. if "The Bump" finds out about her, she'll go viral.
Me: I've remixed a few songs since becoming a Dad. For example, "You Are So Beautiful" ... "Can't get enough of Your Love" ... and "You Are My Sunshine." I've also written a few originals. But, don't worry about those. One of my absolute favorite things is reading to her before bedtime (which is 8:30). So far, we're enjoying the Jesus-Storybook Bible & Cat In The Hat. I've also taken some really goofy selfies of her and I. She'll roll her eyes one day, but I don't mind.
Sleep: The good part is, Eleanor has slept through the night a few times. Hard part is, it was only a few times. For now, sleep as a moving target. Sometimes it slows down, sometimes it speeds up. We've yet to find the bulls-eye (assuming that's a full, uninterrupted 8 hours). We'll take what we can get (And yes, I've been getting more than Victoria).
Diapers: I come home to stories of Victoria changing them. I actually enjoy changing them. Eleanor laughs at me while I change them. Its a riot.
Babysitting: We're pitiful, guys. The few times she's not been with us (which we could count on one hand), we've pulled out our phones, looked at pictures and laughed at videos of when she was. Call it love. Call it crazy. We'll probably keep doing it.
Words: Can’t believe what I hear myself saying sometimes. A few real-time examples…
“Where is Wubbanub?”
“It’s 7:45pm. Time to go home.”
“Whose ready for tummy time???”
(*think high pitched, a little too excited, proud Dad voice*)
God: He hears our prayers. He still moves mountains. He has smiled on our home. Eleanor belongs to Him. We are His Ambassadors to her.
Money: Babies aren’t cheap. Emergency funds = good life decision.
Time: Until now, I never understood what parents meant when they said: "what did we even do with all that time before we had kids?" We are beginning to understand. Time flies, priorities change.
I'll end with gratitude. Thank you so much for each and every one of you who have supported Victoria and I in our new calling / adventure as parents. We are full of faith moving forward!