week four

Oh my goodness, four weeks? Surprisingly enough, I found myself alone with the kids for the very first time earlier this week and I lived to tell the tale. The logistics of taking care of more than one kid seem tricky, to laughingly understate it, and I’m not looking forward to doing it by myself. I’ve been fortunate enough to have a LOT of wonderful help - between my mom, Fifth Aunt Grandma K and Grandma R, the transition has been tiring but totally doable. Without them, I think I would have been overwhelmed by both the kids and my hormones. What would we do without family?

We are slowly adjusting to the new rhythms of life as a foursome. Bee has been doing well, and has been generally agreeable. With so much sleeping and so few opportunities to exhibit or develop any personality, newborns are just so un-formed. I had forgotten. It becomes all the more obvious in contrast to Otis, with all his singing and performing, his love of charming others, and, of course, his exuberance. I catch fleeting glimpses of him in all his Otis glory, and I ache with how much I miss him.

This weekend will be Bee’s one month birthday. It’s a big event for Chinese families, to celebrate the “full month” or “man yue” and we will be having a little celebration. Pictures and stories to come.