Most of my family left town this morning, and LittleSis is leaving tomorrow morning. We’re a little scared to see her go, but actually, I think we are going to be okay. The Wee One is doing very well — still not in any kind of sleep pattern, which sucks, but she is nursing really well, growing great, and in general is a pretty happy baby. She’s getting lots of hugs and kisses from her older brother and sister, which warms my heart and seems to interest Wee One as well. So cute.

I’m doing okay — even better than okay, actually. I’ve cut my pain meds in half and even then, I’m still walking around and getting up and caring for the baby pretty well. I can help with little things like clearing the table and doing chopping at dinnertime, and I’m getting up out of bed by myself. We’re actually finding it hard to find the right balance between me helping out, and me resting — we don’t want to push it too much, so I have some freaky relapse, but at the same time, I want to help out as much as I can, especially once Sir Monkeypants is left to handle everything around here by himself.

In any case, we’re hanging in there :).