Last night our sweet, sweet neighbors Ms. Jill and Mr. Carl brought us the most amazing meal. They knocked on our door bearing gifts for the girls, wine, Cornish hens, and ice cream sandwiches, among other things. I really have to brag on this amazing couple; they continually impress us with their generosity and kindness. We are SO blessed to have them living in our building and “doing” life with us. Thank you SO much, Jill and Carl, we love you!!!

As you can see from the pic above, Baby Ella is filling out! I am encouraged by her growth and am feeling pretty good about breastfeeding. Honestly, it is a tougher job than I ever expected. It is very demanding in the beginning (more so than later, I’m told) and I really look forward to having longer stretches where I am “free”. I do love the bond it gives Ella and I, and I’m sure that will only increase as we all get more sleep and get through this first stage…but I’m not going to mince words and only talk about the good parts of it. If I’m going to be authentic in my blog (something I strive for), I have to share all of the down and dirty details. We thought we might make it to church this morning (I was really needing some worship and fellowship) but after deliberating, we just couldn’t figure out the schedule and how to get out the door with both girls and my sanity. Right now I guess we just have to accept that we are in survival mode in the Bischoff house. This is hard when you are used to going, going, going…but there could be a light at the end of the tunnel. We’ve officially started Ella on a schedule and are crossing our fingers for that first night we sit straight up in bed and realize she’s slept through that 2 am feeding. Oh, sweet relief, I can’t wait to sleep longer than two hours at a time.