On Thursday evening, December 25, 2008 at 7:46 PM, we welcomed our first child, a beautiful baby boy named Daniel Tyler Cvitkovich, into the world. I could never have imagined receiving any better gift on earth and feel blessed beyond words. The birth of a child is truly a miracle. So many times this past week I have gazed into his blue eyes and wept sobbing tears of joy as I held him in my arms, his tiny fingers wrapped around only one of mine. I am humbled knowing that God selected Michael and me to care for, love, and raise this precious child. This labor of love is both an honor and a pure joy and I pray daily that God will give me the wisdom, strength, and patience I need to be the mother He wants me to be. I have always thought that raising a child is one of life's greatest responsibilities. The realization that Michael and I are now blessed with this responsibility is daunting.
Daniel is now 8 days old and the time since his birth has been a complete blur. I find myself asking Michael, "What day is it? What time is it? Oh, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast?" I have always been one who needed more sleep than not (often taking naps on the weekend even when I was not pregnant) and very much enjoying food (sometimes a bit too much). Sleep seems like a luxury now and I have no idea to where my appetite has escaped. That latter is actually ok, since my pregnancy was a bit more "healthy" than recommended and a missed meal will certainly not adversely affect my health. Fortunately, I have THE BEST husband on Earth who has taken care of cooking, cleaning, washing clothes, shopping, and taking care of Daniel during the day when I really needed to get a few more hours of sleep or take a shower.... not to mention the exception care of me that he provides everyday. We have decided I will take the night shifts since Daniel is only milk fed (naturally) and it makes no sense for Michael to get up with me just to change a diaper. Our system is working well for both of us and since Daniel has finally learned the difference between night and day, we are all getting on a good schedule. We consider ourselves VERY blessed with such a wonderful baby.
Today was our first day "out" as a family. We went to the little mall in our town and then for a nice dinner at the Chinese restaurant there. It was so nice to get out and I really loved feeling like a family! We had everything perfectly prepared to take him out (diaper bag, warm clothes, etc) and were excited to try out our new stroller with him. Funny thing was the stroller was quite wobbly. We had forgotten to check the pressure in the inflatable tires. Fortuanately, there was enough for us to walk around the mall, but we will definitely fix that little issue tomorrow. Michael so proudly pushed the stroller while we were out. Daniel slept the whole time we were out until he woke with a shrill cry less than 10 minutes after we arrived at the Chinese restaurant. I grabbed the diaper bag and walked like an olympic speed walker to the one place in the mall that I knew had a nice baby changing room. I felt like I had a flashing sign reading "NEW PARENT" hanging on me. I have not walked that fast since the last time I was at the gym a few days before Daniel was born. After a very messy diaper change, I emerged from the changing room feeling a sense of accomplishment and confidence that "I can do this!" Each day Daniel teaches us a little bit more about how to take care of him and so each day gets easier. Life is good, life is really good.
Daniel is now 8 days old and the time since his birth has been a complete blur. I find myself asking Michael, "What day is it? What time is it? Oh, I haven't eaten anything since breakfast?" I have always been one who needed more sleep than not (often taking naps on the weekend even when I was not pregnant) and very much enjoying food (sometimes a bit too much). Sleep seems like a luxury now and I have no idea to where my appetite has escaped. That latter is actually ok, since my pregnancy was a bit more "healthy" than recommended and a missed meal will certainly not adversely affect my health. Fortunately, I have THE BEST husband on Earth who has taken care of cooking, cleaning, washing clothes, shopping, and taking care of Daniel during the day when I really needed to get a few more hours of sleep or take a shower.... not to mention the exception care of me that he provides everyday. We have decided I will take the night shifts since Daniel is only milk fed (naturally) and it makes no sense for Michael to get up with me just to change a diaper. Our system is working well for both of us and since Daniel has finally learned the difference between night and day, we are all getting on a good schedule. We consider ourselves VERY blessed with such a wonderful baby.
Today was our first day "out" as a family. We went to the little mall in our town and then for a nice dinner at the Chinese restaurant there. It was so nice to get out and I really loved feeling like a family! We had everything perfectly prepared to take him out (diaper bag, warm clothes, etc) and were excited to try out our new stroller with him. Funny thing was the stroller was quite wobbly. We had forgotten to check the pressure in the inflatable tires. Fortuanately, there was enough for us to walk around the mall, but we will definitely fix that little issue tomorrow. Michael so proudly pushed the stroller while we were out. Daniel slept the whole time we were out until he woke with a shrill cry less than 10 minutes after we arrived at the Chinese restaurant. I grabbed the diaper bag and walked like an olympic speed walker to the one place in the mall that I knew had a nice baby changing room. I felt like I had a flashing sign reading "NEW PARENT" hanging on me. I have not walked that fast since the last time I was at the gym a few days before Daniel was born. After a very messy diaper change, I emerged from the changing room feeling a sense of accomplishment and confidence that "I can do this!" Each day Daniel teaches us a little bit more about how to take care of him and so each day gets easier. Life is good, life is really good.
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Congratulations Ang!!!!! (And Michael too of course)...I'm so excited for you to post MORE PICTURES OF THE LITTLE GUY! I'm thankful everything went well and that you have a beautiful healthy son! We love and miss you, friend!!
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