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Settling In

I'm giddy. And tired. Happy. A little sad. Every emotion in the human spectrum has hit me in such a short period of time, it's unbelievable.

Call it hormones. Sleep deprivation. Whatever it is, I hope these feelings don't ever go away.

I loved and will always love Sam with all my heart. I still ache to hold the son who will forever be a baby to me, still miss his sweet smell, his hands and feet, his chubby cheeks. I honestly do not know or remember how we were able to walk out of that hospital empty handed just over a year ago. I'm positive God just lifted us up and carried us right out of there.

Having Mira home is blissful. I've never been happier to be up in the middle of the night (several times). Talking to her, watching her watch me, listening to those sweet baby sounds of pure contentment coming from her after feeding...I love it.

We are starting to get into a routine now, after all the time spent in the hospital. Mira and I sleep in the living room as I heal from the csection (my bed is too soft and too high up off the floor for me to be getting in and out of it several times a night), and this helps make sure Jamey is well rested for his full day of work and evening to spend time with her.

The nurses at the hospital said Mira was every nurse's dream as far as feeding goes. This baby knew exactly what she was doing when she came out of the womb, and hasn't stopped eating since. Goodness knows I would love any child of mine...but it makes it easier when she's so easy ;-)

My mother stayed with us for an entire week after Mira was born, and I am so grateful for that. She showed me things I wouldn't have known what to do otherwise, and I feel comfortable being alone with my baby because of the calm my own mother showed me. I miss her, but it's so nice to bond with Mira on my own now.

As I sit here and watch her sleep, my heart swells with happiness and thankfulness to a God who has blessed us tremendously. We are so blessed to have another tiny person to care for and grow up in Him. I will not take her for granted because of what I know we missed out on before.

She is so sweet, and I will love her always, my Mira James.


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  1. AnonymousJune 11, 2013 at 4:21 PM

    We've never met in person, but I'm so happy Cala connected us online. It has been fun to follow your story and to see pictures of your sweet baby girl :)

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    1. Kaila MugfordJune 20, 2013 at 4:51 AM

      thank you Kim! I'm so glad Cala connected us too! It has been so healing to write about Sam and now Mira :)

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  2. AnonymousJune 12, 2013 at 1:27 AM

    Oh she's just beautiful!!! I'm so glad that you are settling in. Aren't Mum's the best for teaching? I've always loved my children with their Nanna and thank my Mum for the love she gave me, a gift I give to my own children.

    KateM

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    1. Kaila MugfordJune 20, 2013 at 4:54 AM

      Yes they are! We are settling in so well, but these days I find myself waking up, showering, doing a couple chores and then it's time for bed again lol! I keep trying to get to my computer to write but no such luck this week ;)

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  3. AnonymousJune 18, 2013 at 1:52 AM

    Hope you are all continuing to settle in well :)

    KateM

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