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Hi, I'm Chelsea! I’m on a mission to help you find joy and goodness in every day.
On this blog we talk about the big things (like chasing dreams) and the small things (like what books we're reading) because happiness comes in all sizes.
We left off with me riding the epidural high-those magic pain-free moments after hours of pain. Magic, I tell you.
My parents came by and my dad remarked that it was so nice to see me so calm and relaxed. I think what me meant was knowing you, I’m shocked that you’re not a terrified bundle of anxiety right now, and he was right.
I don’t know how to explain it, but the night before Jack was born will forever be one of my favorite nights. I think a lot of it had to do with the fact that it was nighttime, so everything was just more quiet and peaceful. The lights were softer and there wasn’t so much noise.
It really felt like the night before Christmas, or a big vacation. Christopher and me just hanging out, dozing for twenty-minute stretches every now and then, watching house hunters (the only channel that would come through haha), eating way too many popsicles, and browsing the humor section of pinterest.
It’s such a strange experience. One second, this baby is an unseen, unheard face inside of you, and the very next second, it’s a moving, crying actual part of this world. It’s the strangest feeling.
Our first photo as a family of three. Chris is beaming, I am fading, and Jack is pretty mad about the whole being born thing.
When it was time to come go home, it felt like we were doing something wrong. Like, surely they weren’t about to let us leave the hospital with an actual baby. Surely someone was going to stop us and say, “Yes, but can you really take care of him?”
But they did let us leave, and we went out into the real world to start our life as a perfect little family. And while I still feel pretty clueless, it’s been six months, and we’re still going strong.
This looks like he’s crying, but he’s really not. He still sleeps like this, sucking his little bottom lip in.
Home the first day, after the first shower that felt so magical, letting Gatsby get used to his little brother.
And that is the story of how little Jack Isaiah Jacobs came into this world.
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