I had forgotten how incredibly difficult those first few weeks with a new baby in the house are. They are also very special days...but very tiring. I think it was so exhausting because I was recovering and trying to heal myself as well as care for this brand new, fragile little life. I was also very aware that my precious little Grace still needed my attention. She had missed me a lot when I was in hospital and when I came home, so much of my time had to be spent feeding, changing, bathing Michael etc. I could see her jealousy and her worry of where she now stood in this family. She definitely was very difficult to handle until Michael was about 10 weeks old. I couldn't leave her with him for one second. I learned my lesson very early - when he was about 4 weeks old she slapped him, hard. It scared the life out of me. But thankfully, after a few weeks she regained her confidence in how much we love her and she is now very protective of Michael. She includes him in all her playtime activities. And he loves sitting in his bouncer watching her.
No one else will ever know my love for you. After all, you's are the only ones who know what my heart sounds like from the inside.
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