|This digital scrapbook generated with Smilebox|
I'll be the first to admit that it hasn't been easy. True to what everybody says, it does get easier and now that my little guy is 15 weeks old, we are starting to get in a bit of a groove. Some nights he actually sleeps 6-7 hours. He tends to now only fuss when he is hungry or overtired [which we try to avoid]. Most importantly, I think I have finally started to embrace motherhood. Yes, I miss our dinners out and trips to the Wine Country are a distant memory, but they simply can't replace the smile I get every morning when Franklin and I are having our first moments of the day.
I have been fortunate to have Clay home for the last four weeks which gave me some time to regroup. I started to play ice hockey again. After a year hiatus from real exercise, it felt so good to get out there and sweat, with no regards to what my heart rate was. I still have some big things ahead such as figuring out how to balance motherhood and a career. And thanks to a company relocation, I am having to look for a new job in the midst of all of this.
But, it doesn't matter, after two bouts of infertility spanning over a decade, I now am the mother of a beautiful little boy and that is all that matters.