Reality Hits

So, today I realized my limitations. At least in part. I'm still working on my Master's degree, and I actually took a class last semester (yes - I did have a baby while I was taking a class). I had enrolled for one class this summer and another in the fall. I figured I could handle one class. I'm home all day, right?

Wrong.

The class started this week, and today I started to panic. Baby D's still not napping very well during the day. (She sleeps well at night. Don't think I'd trade that for daytime napping.) So, it's pretty hard for me to get anything done. I'm still struggling with laundry and meals. So, after talking to Brad and a few good friends, I dropped the class. I now get to petition to see if I can get a full refund instead of just a partial one. Yes, this is day four of my class and I can't get a full refund.

I, the overachiever, am at peace about waving the white flag. In addition to learning how to be a parent, I'm also learning how to say no. It's a hard lesson for me. For the most part, I've always been able to balance everything and to be able to do it all. Not so much anymore. I guess I'm having to change my definition of "all."

Settling in

So we're settling in to a bit of a routine. Still not a great schedule yet, but we'll get there. I find myself saying that a lot lately. We'll get there. I think we're finally beginning to emerge from our 6 week growth spurt. This one was much better than the last one.

I'm struggling to find any of my summer clothes that fit. I'm clear to start exercising again. Yeah!! I just need Baby D to sleep a little longer so I can do some bootcamp.

I need to say again how blessed I am to get to stay home with her. She started crying in her sleep just now, and I am so glad that I get to be the one to comfort her. God is good.

Pictures of Darcy

Darcy & Mommy

Daddy loves holding her this way.

parenthood = on-the-job training

Well, parenthood is the most challenging job I've done. I've learned about breastfeeding and survived the first growth spurt. We're tackling making good sleep habits, and I'm working on being more relaxed about everything.

All in all, being a parent is better than I could ever have imagined. It's tough, and knowing how fast she's growing up already breaks my heart, but I love every second. I'm very blessed to be able to stay home with her.

Posts will probably be pretty short, but I'll try to write my thoughts and musings on this new chapter in our lives.

Darcy is already 9 pounds 14.5 ounces and 22 inches long.

Baby is here!

Well, Darcy is finally here. We went in to induce on the 7th, and I was already having contractions. We started Pitocin early in the morning on the 8th, and 22 hours later, Darcy Elizabeth Conley was born. I'll spare everyone the specifics . . . She was born at 3:34 AM on April 9. 7 pounds, 14 ounces, and 21 1/4 inches long. And absolutely beautiful!

We're adjusting to baby time now that we're home. I've had to adjust my expectations and realize that time just really doesn't matter. We're just focused on getting full feedings so she can sleep.

I'll try to post some pictures soon.