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Introducing Jonas

He's finally here. The sweet baby boy whose arrival we've been awaiting for 9+ long months. And he's beautiful.

Jonas arrived the night of February 8 at a surprising 8 lbs 12 oz and 21.75 inches long. He is a big, healthy boy.



My husband, stepson, and I are thrilled to have him here. We can't stop looking at him and we "argue" over who gets to hold him next. This little boy has no shortage of love.

In these first two weeks I've learned a few things:


  • As I expected, I really miss my sleep.

  • Crying is much easier to handle in daylight hours than nighttime hours.

  • Patience is a virtue.

  • Love is abundant.

  • Though it takes a little longer, I can do a lot of things one handed.

  • I can also pick things up with my toes.  Hooray for flexibility returning!

  • Recovery can't be rushed no matter how much I want to be back to "normal."

  • I find myself at a loss for words when I want to talk to the baby.  He must have heard me say a million times in a choked voice "Hi Jonas" and "You're beautiful."

  • Men don't have the same problem in finding words.  My husband and stepson have educated the baby on many topics, including how to survive a zombie attack.

  • On any given day I worry about whether he is getting enough to eat, how sad I will be the first time he falls off a bike, and how I can prepare him for a future that will undoubtedly be much different than today.

  • Hormones suck.





Motherhood is a big, scary adventure. I have a lot to learn and still need to find some sort of routine. It's pretty amazing, though, to look at my nearly 9 pound baby and think that two weeks ago, he was living inside me. Now he's here and we have a whole world to explore together.

Welcome little one. I will always be here for you.

Comments

  1. Awww, Sherri, you made me cry! Beautiful article, beautiful baby, beautiful family, and beautiful YOU! Can't wait to meet him in person! You are gonna be a wonderful Mama! Hugs! ... Marla

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  2. In the top picture he looks like a little pea in a pod! So precious! You have a great handle on motherhood. Enjoy every moment and make sure he sees these beautiful words you have written. Not that he won't know how much love is in your family, it will be a thrill for him to read about how much you all love having him around. :-) Sandi

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  3. Sherri - You just mirrored all the feelings I had when my boys were born. I used to stare at them laying on the bed, and simply weep with love. I could just never seem to put that into words...that intensity. I'm so happy for you! You have so much to look forward to! And don't worry too much, those first falls and bumps and bruises pass quickly, and with little boys, are usually followed by lots more shenanigans. Enjoy this time when you can just stare at him and drink in the miracle that he is - it goes by so fast....
    -Nancy

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  4. I am so glad to hear that you are embracing your journey! I think of you often and hope to see you soon! Love and friendship!

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