Today has been kind of a hard day for me. After being here with us for just over three weeks, my mom went home today. We were so unbelievably blessed to have her stay so long with us to help me.
When TC got up and headed to work every morning, he knew he could work his usual long(ish) hours without feeling guilty because he knew that the boys and I were well-cared for at home with my mom’s help.
I have very strict instructions to not lift Hudson, who is now 33 pounds. So I have really appreciated my mom being here to give Hudson what I can’t and pick him up and hold him or change his diaper.
She doesn’t live close by, so just coming over to hang out on a Saturday has never been an option. Her long visit flew by, just as Hayes’s first three weeks have flown by.
I enjoyed having someone to talk to all day while we played with Hudson and Hayes. Some days we didn’t get out of our pajamas and some days we’d sneak in naps while the boys napped. She did our laundry, helped us with meals (when our sweet Sunday school friends weren’t providing them), and helped get both babies bathed and in bed every night.
I appreciate her wisdom so much as I learned how to take care of two babies at once. I will never forget how much she encouraged me as I wondered how I could do it all or in the days when we couldn’t figure out why Hayes wasn’t gaining any weight.
My mom sacrificed so much of her time and put her own life on hold, with my Dad’s loving blessing of course, to help me, as only a mother can.
I didn’t put on makeup when I got dressed this morning because I knew the airport drop-off would be teary. And it was. I still feel like a child when I say goodbye to my mom, but this goodbye was full of more gratitude than sadness. I don’t know how I can ever thank her enough and I hope she always knows just how appreciative we are.
Though I know it will be hard, I am looking forward to figuring out my new daily routine and getting started with our fun new life as a family of four. I’m trying to stay organized and take things one day at a time. I’m only focusing on each day as it comes– and may have to take my mom up on her offer to call her in the middle of the night when I’m up feeding Hayes if I need a little encouragement!





