A few moments of silence…

It’s a flat, foggy, rainy day here in Charlottesville, so we’re bundled in the nest and thinking about a nicer day to start exploring the outdoors. Drew was on call today, his first day back at work after 2 weeks of paternity leave, and the phone startled us at 5 in the morning calling him in. It’s been 12 hours since the phone rang, and in that time, I’ve been to the doctor, enjoyed tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches with my mom and snuggled the afternoon away with Asher. He’s napping in his bassinet right now, so I thought I would take advantage of a few stolen moments with both hands free and connect with you.
We have been incredibly overwhelmed in the last two weeks…not so much by the day-to-day work involved with having a newborn, we’ve had so much help and support for that, but more by the emotional reality of becoming parents and beginning to identify with ALL of the emotions that come with that territory. Overwhelmed isn’t even the right word, because there’s a negative association there, and in this instance we’re really just rife with so many feelings that change from one second to the next and are all hinged on this perfect little boy that we have the privilege of getting to know day by day. I have never been so happy to be on such an intense roller coaster, nor could I have predicted what this ride was going to have in store for us. The small amusing details involve a lot of barf and diapers and unspeakable hours of the night, and the bigger details are more akin to a force of nature sweeping through out hearts and lives. In a word? Perfection.
So the little guy just woke up and I am now typing one handed and must sign off…I send my love and Asher says, “feed me.”