It may sound like a cliché at first, but I assure you it is not. I cannot believe that it has been four weeks since Ethan was born. It actually feels longer, much longer; in fact, insanely disproportionate to the real passage of time. For some strange reason Max’s 
fanciful journey in Where the Wild Things Are pops into my mind, in which he “sailed in and out of weeks and almost over a year to where the wild things are.” Like Max, all I want is to be back in my own room (sleeping preferably) with someone loves me best of all. A warm supper would be nice, too. I suppose that is sleep deprivation for you. If I start seeing monsters, hearing terrible roars or doing the wild rumpus dance, then someone please, please start an intervention.
The photo is my first attempt at a “high key” portrait. I googled a tutorial and did my best in Photoshop. Click on the thumbnail to view it larger on Flickr.
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what a great picture!
So does Ethan look more like Aidan or Isabel at this age? Or
does he look like Ethan?
Hang in there Scott. We felt the same way when Clara came home. Taking care of two toddlers and a newborn, while being sleep deprived, is no small task. Not to mention potty training and keeping up with everything else! The hardest part was learning to let go of unimportant things and savor our new baby, and the older kids too. We’ll be praying that you guys get some rest and peace this Thanksgiving.
@auntMary: I think he looks the most like Aidan, but with lighter hair.
@Karen: Thank you! Knowing that you guys made it through, and that the struggle is not anything abnormal, is very encouraging. We have family coming into town for Thanksgiving, so they can “hold the baby” anytime they want (morning, afternoon, middle of the night…).
sweet pic. I’m not familiar with the style, but well done.
someday soonish you’ll feel rested again. I seem to remember feeling overwhelmed in the middle of it all but then when they FINALLY sleep 8 hours straight for a week you’ll look back and say it wasnt all that bad. or at least it was worth it. or perhaps something like “huh?” b/c you’re having a hard time remembering anything. thank goodness for blogs, right?
The pic looks great. One of these days I’m going to force you to do a Photoshop crash course for me. I’m finding myself increasingly frustrated with my inability to use the potential I know is there.
For the record, I think Ethan is a dead ringer for Aidan.
I feel like there is a big chunk of my life that was just a fog. Having five kids 18 months apart each meant that we really didn’t get one sleeping through the night before the next one came along (esp when you factor in the I-can’t-get-comfortable-enough-to-sleep pregnancies). Even now, if each kid has a bad dream once a week, that means I’m pretty much up almost every night. Fortunately, we rarely hear from Ethan or Sam after midnight anymore. Just hope you don’t end up with a sleep walker (have you ever had a kid demand avocado dip at 1 am?!?) Hang in there. It does get better.