A baby is born!

Karson was born on his due date! 9/20/09 at 9:29pm. My water broke at about 3:30 AM and by 7am my contractions were an hour apart. We went to church (and didn't tell anyone) and went to lunch after church. By 6pm the contractions were 5-10 minutes apart. Our wonderful doula made it to our place and we headed for the hospital. By the time we were on the elevator at the hospital I was feeling "pushy." We were checked in to the hospital at around 7pm and Karson was born at 9:29, just 2 and a half hours later. It was a very uneventful birth, no complications and we have a very healthy baby boy.

Big brother was scared of him at first but is now warming up to him. He's already sick of hearing "No, that's the baby's," and is particularly upset that he can't have the baby's pacifier (which the baby doesn't use much but big brother walks around with up to 5 of them as much as possible).

Proud Daddy and I are doing well. We're trying to re-adjust to waking up several times a night for feedings and have realized that we've forgotten how to diaper a newborn. Once you're used to diapering a toddler it is very strange to go back to diapering a newborn.

Anyway, I plan to try to work on the business some next week as we try to fall into some kind of schedule for all the feedings, diaper changes, naps, etc.

Everyone have a great weekend!

Too much!

Do you ever just have one of those days (weeks, months, years, perhaps?)? I have two such weeks in a row. Two of those weeks in which you're always busy and yet you get nothing done (or at least you feel like you get nothing done). Two of those weeks that just make you want to stand up and shout, "Too much! I'm DONE now!" Two of those weeks that just make you want to give up. Two of those weeks that make you wonder if you've really bitten off more than you can chew. Two of those weeks when even getting out of bed seems like more than you can chew.

Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a bad couple of weeks (at least not all bad), just busy. And now that I'm past them I look back on them and think, "Just what did I accomplish in all that time?" And I really can't completely answer that question. I can tell you that I took some time to try to reconnect with my hubby. That was good. I can tell you that I spent some quality time with my son. That was good. I can tell you that I got a little housework done. That was good... wish I'd done more of it. And then there is my blog and my business that didn't' intentionally get shoved aside... but by the end of two weeks here I am with an un-updated blog and really no progress to report on my business.

The thought of giving up has crossed my mind. How can I honestly expect to ever get a business running while working full time and raising two babies?

And then that brings me back to the whole purpose. I'm doing this for my children! Of course! I can't/won't give up for their sake.