A New Normal

He was only about 1 week old. I was recovering at home in Wayne from the c-section the doctor's determined I needed in order to bring him safely into this world. My body was so sore, tired, swollen not to mention the emotional changes a new mom has. I was more than a little nervous about caring for this new little life that God had blessed us with.

Luckily, we had some extra hands around. My sister-in-law, Shirley, and father-in-law, Domingo, were staying with us and helping us out with laundry, cooking, cleaning...basically whatever we needed.

On this particular morning, I was feeling more like myself. I was able to move around better and, for the first time since I gave birth, I felt strong enough to take a shower, put on make-up, do my hair and basically pull myself together as I was finding my way in this new mommy world. This would be the first day of my new "normal". So, with Shirley & Steve changing Chris and tending to his needs in his room, I went down to the kitchen made myself a bagel and grabbed a tall glass of orange juice. The idea was to take my breakfast back to my bedroom, sit down, relax, watch a little news and just have a few moments to myself. Sounds awesome, right!?!? What new mom wouldn't want that?

So, on my way to my bedroom, I had to pass by Chris' room. I stopped for a mere moment in the doorway where I observed them in the midst of changing his diaper. The next thing I know, pee is flying through the air... literally like an arc of a rainbow... and lands directly first on my beautifully buttered bagel and then in my orange juice. It also splattered my arm. A perfect shot... Shirley told me later that the look on my face was priceless -- I didn't know whether to laugh or cry although I think I was leaning more towards crying. From that moment on I knew what my new "normal" was going to be... a blend of laughing and crying at every precious moment with this little guy.