Tuana has gone from wiggling in my belly to wiggling, breathing, nursing, looking at the world for 2 days now. She has only been in this world for TWO days. That idea will never get old for me - how precious these moments are. Am I wasting these moments away by sitting here writing about them? Maybe, but I don't want to forget these times either.
She is a quiet quiet baby. She has been hard to wake and feed, and she's wanting to nurse at night constantly, while hardly at all during these first two days. I pulled out her pacifier the second night to help her (and me) sleep.
Teoman and Tomris want to hold her CONSTANTLY. Tomris giggles in her hoarse voice (because she's still sick), everytime I put her sister in her lap. Teoman holds Tuana seriously. He kisses her cheek and gazes far away like an old man.
My mother, father, and brother-in-law are all trying not to touch the baby because of their sicknesses. I should probably be doing the same with my kids too - but it's pretty hard to keep them away.
Hakan, Tolga's youngest brother, showed up this morning as well. He came with a friend on the way to Artvin to sort out some family business. Teoman and Tomris had a blast playing with their uncle all day today - and I was able to rest. I feel pretty good minus stomach cramps. I've got fairly good energy, I'm not in pain, and my milk already came in today. I know have rock solid breasts - that is painful.
But our house if full - full of life and love - and for these things, I am so thankful to God for all these blessings.
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