The Real World

I think I need to clarify.  I suggested that we were in the real world when we arrived home with our sweet Millie Janalee.  If you made that assumption, I should let you know that we have in no way been in the real world.  Because my mom has been with us since the day we picked up our baby girl from the hospital...and my dad has been here a good bit too.

My mom has been invaluable as I adjust to my new role of mommy.  She calmly talks me through things that nurses make you crazy nervous about.  She knows when I'm about to sweat even though I'm keeping my cool on the outside, and she interrupts my thought process with "You're doing fine."

She's walked me through, shown me, and talked me through things like bathtime, getting formula stains out of clothes, organizing baby drawers and closets, diaper duty, spit up, germaphobe moments, and more.

She and my dad have grocery shopped for us, picked up dinners and lunches for us, carried closets full of old clothes back to the consignment shop, slept on couches and chairs, and been moral support since the day we arrived home.

Today, they left to get back to their "real life."  There were tears...all around!  Now, I'd say we are in the real world.  We will no longer be met in the hallway in the middle of the night with a bottle of formula or able to pass Millie Janalee to Susu or Paw Paw in the morning so I can catch a couple more hours of sleep.  Nope.  Now, it's me and Russ...and this new little person.  Totally dependent on us.

Just like I have always been dependent on my parents.  I'm thinking the future is looking good.  Because I've been taught by example pretty well.  And if not...they are only a phone call away.  Probably checking their phones for the next opportunity or excuse to spend more time with their first grandbaby!  Ha!

Thanks a million, Susu and Paw Paw!  We couldn't have made it through the first week without you!  Can't wait for your next visit!