Being Home

It's amazing being home in the summertime. Even with the new responsibility of a fourth child, issues with nursing (still painful, but the mastitis is gone - I'm nothing if not determined), it's been great being home. We've visited the park, picked daisies in a nearby field to display in our kitchen, played games, and baked cookies. Today we just sat outside and soaked up the sun while Callie nursed under a blanket so she didn't get a sunburn. We've gone to the store twice this week as well. I figured what better time than to figure out how to handle four kids at a store, then the first week alone?
It does get tiring at the end of the day, especially if Callie has been unusually needy, and Kevin works late. He also has to work this weekend. But still, I am home with the kids and the dogs and the horses, and it feels so good to be home. I can't explain it, the euphoria that comes over me at times when I look at my kids, or when Lex does something especially charming, and I know that I have the whole summer to enjoy being with those that I love.
It's amazing, really it is. And I don't want it to ever end.

There was a nurse at the hospital caring for baby Callie, and every time she came in to visit us (even at 2am) she would look at me and say I was positively glowing. I'm not sure THAT was the case, but I sure was happy. With kids like mine, who wouldn't be?

I forgot to share this picture that Gwen took at the hospital. I love it, because I don't look incredibly frazzled and tired and exhausted. And Callie is looking at her sister, with wide - eyed wonder.
I can't wait to see what the future brings for these two sisters, and two brothers, and for us.