It's amazing what you can do with one hand now that you're the parent of a newborn. Pour a cup of coffee, with careful regard of just where his feet and hands are as to not burn his delicate skin, texting while pumping to catch up with dear family & friends (sorry for the visual...) and changing his diaper with one hand while entertaining with the other as to not witness him "go tomato."
The thing is I would do anything for this little guy with both hands for the rest of our lives. Some days are tough, not gonna lie. I'm sure it gets even tougher further past 7 weeks old but it's all worth it. Every minute of dearly missed precious sleep cannot outweigh the great opportunity we have to watch him grow.
Some days I witness minor victories like the beauty of a toothless grin, the soft coo of delight at whatever it is that he's looking at and how awesome I feel when I can put him to sleep simply by just holding him in my arms. I am so grateful for this gift we've been given and promise to do the best we can, always.
