>I’ve been trying to hard to avoid this day, but it has finally come…Cameron has his first cold.  It started on Friday with a runny nose and ended us at the Dr. on Tuesday with Croup.  Awesome.  I feel so bad for this little guy.  He is basically leaking from every place.  Every time he coughs my heart breaks and when he sneezes he spews out enough snot to fill a fresh hanky.

Having a sick kid takes me back to being a sick kid.  Every time I’ve wiped his nose or brought out the booger-sucker-outer I was instantly taken back to my dad pulling out a damp hankie from his pocket to wipe my nose in public, or my mom coming towards me with her spit filled thumb to wipe something off my face.  All embarrassing at the time, and now I’ve done that to my child.  Luckily, kids don’t remember things for the first year or two so you can mess up and have do overs before you really ruin their idea of you.

And now, enjoy a baby jumping.

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Well, last night was a long one. Since moving Cameron to the crib, every night feels about the same. We take turns stumbling to Cameron’s room to reinsert paccis or feed or restart the sounds of the beach that we would much rather hear in person than through a baby monitor. We were finally falling back asleep last night at about 4am when the ground shook and the lamps rattled. We live in Wisconsin and that stuff doesn’t happen here unless a Harley drives by. We were so out of it we didn’t even realize what had happened until CNN told me this morning. Never a dull moment near the epicenter of the world these days.

Since bringing Cameron home, I have spent every moment of my day trying to figure out how to function in this new life of ours. There has been so much that has changed from this one little person being introduced it is like visiting this parallel universe where things look very familiar but at the same time are so far from normal. I’ve had to basically re-learn how to do the most basic things that I totally took for granted…here are a few.

• Just like Cameron, I end up crying uncontrollably about one thing or another. The first two weeks I could hardly look at Cameron and Jeff without crying. I would cry because I was happy, tired, and like Cameron – would also cry when I was gassy and hungry.
• Using the bathroom after a delivery of an 8 pounder is something that NO ONE warned me about. Stool softeners are my new friend.
• Like when Jeff and I were married, we were once again humbled by the people who took the time out of their busy lives to write us, pray for us, stop by, and send us their love. We had a constant stream of visitors wanting to see Cameron and check in on us as well as a well used supply of antibacterial soaps and lotions for all who walked into the door.
• No day is the same and that is OK
• Time means nothing to a newborn
• Schedules do not exist with a new baby in the house
• Getting anywhere on time is an accomplishment
• Mother/Baby hour may be my lifesaver
• Looking down at by Bberry and not seeing a single To-Do is an awesome thing and doesn’t mean that I’m not an active part of society
• Mom needs nine hours of sleep but can kiss goodbye any chance of getting it anytime soon.
• I have had no idea what my other friends with children have gone through until now, and I now appreciate them that much more…they are superwomen.