Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Best Job Ever

To read about our pregnancy experience, click here.

I'm writing this as my son Caleb, now two months old, naps in the other room. I’d like to be taking a nap myself. And I’m impulsively leaving my computer every two minutes in a state of mild panic to make sure his blanket hasn't suddenly come to life and wrapped itself around his face.

Yet, I’m finally writing this. I've spent the last two months soaking up every moment with him. Luckily, because of Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years, we had an abundance of family members and friends to do the dishes and cook meals for me.

As you can imagine, it was absolutely wonderful. I've had the best time of my life, enjoying my beautiful baby boy and this special time with family. It’s actually the least stressed I've been in quite a few years, which is nothing less than a gift from God (and thanks especially to my mom, who made our first three weeks with Caleb wonderful).

It is, without a doubt, the best job ever. Not the easiest. Not the least time consuming. But definitely the best. The most enjoyable. The most rewarding. The most fun being sleep deprived I've ever had (and I've been sleep deprived many, many times thanks to ridiculous credit loads and demanding jobs with never-ending deadlines).

Yes, these are the happiest of bad hair days. The most fun wearing frumpy pants and being shut up in the house for days (thank you, Idaho).

Because my little boy is absolutely amazing! A miracle. The joy of my heart. I smile even when I hear him cry (okay, maybe not every single time), because I love taking care of him.

And, I admit, we lucked out, because he is such a sweet boy. Caleb loves to be snuggled and kissed and cuddled, and, of course, we’re happy to oblige. He’s already sleeping through the night (minus one early morning feeding), and he loves to be awake and looking around with his big, beautiful blue eyes at everything there is to see all day long. Now, at two months, he’s full of smiles and sweet baby coos, too.

Consider my sweet, handsome husband, who is loving every moment as a new dad, and you'd have to agree that I’m the luckiest woman in the world.

And if you don't believe me, just take a look at these pictures, which I am now posting with one hand, as I hold the no-longer-sleeping Caleb. Best job ever!