Limits and boundaries are basically the same thing. But I’d probably say that a boundary is something we set and a limit is something that’s set for us. I’m working to juggle and express what my limits are and what my boundaries are. What I cannot do verses what I will not do.
[Victor was so good at his first doctor appointment. And according to their scale this guy gained two ounces!]
Some men don’t want to be parents, some don’t make it a priority or see the value in taking an active role. Because of persisting negative ideas and stereotypes a lot of women have a hard time letting dads be dads. They’re afraid to trust what he brings to the parenting table. Adam is different than I am, he has different skills, talents, knowledge, and I appreciate it. So tonight, I want to appreciate men who want to be dads and are giving it their all. And kudos to all those ladies out there supporting their men being dads.
[My two dudes went on a mini adventure this evening! I wanted to go so badly, but Victor needs time with his daddy. So, while Adam took him around the block, I got some fresh evening air and waited on the front porch. Nights like this just make me overjoyed to be on a team with Adam.]
Please allow me to introduce our newest addition at Casa de Cook: Victor Elias Cook. Getting him into this world was a major victory for us, and we don’t ever want him to forget it. He’s our little champion already and we’re honored to be his parents.
“When you’re going through hell, keep going.”
[Labor was tough, really really tough, but so worth every moment. I could not have done it with without God, my supportive and helpful spouse, and the amazing staff here at the hospital. Our little Cookie was born at 10:36am, 6 lbs. 10 oz., and 19 1/2 in. long. Still haven’t decided on a name, and we’ll let everyone know when we’re accepting visitors, but baby, mommy, and daddy are all doing great. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers!]
Do tough stuff. Have a community that supports you. Be flexible. Cry if you need to. Learn to breath.
[Today has been a day of lessons. We’re here at the hospital awaiting the arrival of our prince. I’ll let y’all know about visiting and I’ll post when he gets here, but this has been one of the hardest days of my life, and it’s not even over yet! Thank you all for your prayers, they’ve made an impact.]
I look stuffed in my dress, but at almost 40 weeks, y’all can’t blame me! This is probably the most I smiled all day, cause this was a tough one. Was ten minutes late to my doctor appointment, they checked to see if labor was eminent [Thanks to no one for preparing me for just how uncomfortable/painful THAT was gonna be!], and then I laid in bed achy the rest of the day. Good news: this baby could be here in the next 24-48 hours, AND Adam bought me raspberries on his way home. There’s always something to smile about, just gotta look.
[Thanks for your continued love, support, and prayers. Adam and I will do what we can to keep everyone updated.]