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Celebrating two weeks of our new kind of normal

We know it's not a real smile, yet, but we like it all the same!
 Hard to believe that it’s been two weeks since Ethan was born – the sun was out, the kids were at school and payday was far away! Nowadays, the rain is here with a little chill, the kids are running riot on their two-week Easter holiday break and payday has arrived (for some).

Yes, we’ve established that the adjustment in the du Plessis home should be called ‘a new kind of normal’. We say this in the hope that soon we will be settled and operating as ‘normal’.

PJ is back at work and in all fairness, I’m sure he’s enjoying it! Jorja did not take a break from Bonny Babies during this exciting time, but she did score a public holiday in Week 1 of Ethan’s arrival and so we were faced with the reality of a young family-of-four very early in the experience.

Ethan and I spend most of our time at home…Challenging some days and blissfully peaceful on other days. He sleeps pretty well during the day. It’s the night-time antics that we’re still getting used to! We ventured out to Bonny Babies thrice this week and we both enjoyed the company and change of scenery. Of course, Big Sister thoroughly enjoyed her tag-alongs too!

Observing Jorja’s behaviour since Ethan’s arrival has been something to behold! The first few days were absolutely chaotic – she was loud, excitable, over-eager, teary and clingy – all of which was expected. Last night, however, she sat quietly eating her dinner with her Dad at the kitchen counter while I cared for Ethan in the lounge. She seems to have settled in nicely for the most part. What a relief!

Our ‘new kind of normal’ has been warmly accepted by our family and friends and we are so grateful for helping hands, cooked meals (including a Monday night Spur deal) and lots of encouraging words as we settle in.

Donning his French outfit from Great, Great Aunt Daphne

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