The transition back into life as a family of five may have been a little rough on our first full day together.
I may have had a headache during all the waking hours of our children.
And I don't get headaches.
Apparently my brain had detoxed from the regularity of constant noise that accompanies the life of a stay-at-home mother of three (it seems the noise-level multiplied exponentially when the second one learned how to work his vocal chords voluntarily). And being thrown head-long back into the world of non-stop sound was too much for my poor ears.
Thus, we have begun to work on volume control. Probably something that should have happened a long time ago, but I think when the rise in volume just happens gradually it becomes much less noticeable than when it's been gone for awhile and suddenly turns back on. Like your car radio - when you keep turning up the knob, little by little, as you cruise around town and it sounds just fine, but then when you get back in the car the next day, turn the key and hear your favorite station blaring, it seems like an assault on your ear drums.
Yeah, kinda like that.
So, now my favorite phrase is, "Quieter, please." Micaiah seems to understand, but Emmett has not yet learned the art of volume control on his own voice. And it seems his favorite volume is yelling. Probably to be heard over his sister.
It's a slow process. But I believe there is hope. In fact, I haven't had a headache since that first day. Which means we're either making progress or my brain is de-sensitizing once more.
Either way, we're functioning. And life is good.
567. Happy pills
568. Opportunities left and right
569. A glowing red orb of the setting sun
570. Her looking so cool in her shades
571. Smoothie popsicles waiting in the freezer
572. Her silly face in the picture
573. "Applesauce is nummy!"
Photos of the Day:
The doula who delivered Joey (as she was the first one qualified who walked in the door) stopped by today. I had to be sure to get a photo of the two of them together. Micaiah wanted to be in the picture, too. So she could do this:
She certainly missed playing with this little guy. Looks like he missed her, too.
He also discovered the Slinkie today. I think he has a new favorite toy.
And the excitement was just a bit much for him in the end.
Finally, we took Joseph's Jemima picture today, as he turned four months old yesterday. I couldn't choose my favorite, but here are a few. Note: He doesn't actually sit up on his own, yet - there was much flopping seconds after these two were snapped.
In reality, this is his favorite position of late. Always on his belly, this guy.