6 Weeks and 33 Years

Well, Molly's 6 Week birthday and my 33rd birthday have come and gone.
I will say it has been 6 of the most wonderful weeks of my life.
Seriously.
I think it is a combination of her sweet self, Aaron being home with us, & the unbelievable God-given love of motherhood that has overwhelmed my being that has made it more spectacular than I could have ever imagined.
I am cherishing every moment and loving what is becoming the new normal.
The first 6 weeks of parenthood have been magical and enchanting.
Everything is new.
I see life differently.
I have a protective instinct I never knew existed.
I have thoughts and ideas I never knew existed.
I have a new life, a new outlook, and a new baby.
Fresh from Heaven. Pure and delightful.
I absolutely love being a mom.
My favorite thing to do is hold her.
I even miss her when she is in the car seat.

The 18th was the 6-week mark for Molly, and it was filled with joy, but also fright. We had a spur-of-the-moment doctor visit because her jaundice is still hanging around. After the pure misery of having her bilirubin tested again and a LONG night of worry, we got the best possible news. We are just going to wait it out and check it again in 2 weeks. That news on the 19th was the best birthday gift I could have ever received.

To top it off, we bought a house on my birthday, too. We are super excited and will finally be able to move out of this rental at the end of June.
A fantastic birthday as a new mom!