It has been 22 days since Jascha was born and what a time it has been! In and out of hospitals to go under the blue light, passports, going on his first foreign trip, and experiencing Canadian Thanksgiving with our closest here. Now this does sound like quite an ordeal for someone so young but when you factor in what happened in the year leading up to his birth, it sounds rather... well... normal! Which I know it doesn't but that's just our life, I guess.
There have been many hardships, tears, road blocks, etc. to get us to this point but who cares about that when you get this in return?
My dearest Zhenya has somehow mustered the strength to stand tall through all of this even though it is she who has had the hardest job as Jascha's world is firmly centered around her - I am only playing second fiddle for now. Not that I doubted she would because I know her quite well but it is still rather impressive. Now I cannot wait for Jascha to grow up so I can tell him how his mother fought for him and what she had to endure (not mentioning all his dads terrible puns).
David and Masha are taking it well and are quite happy about their younger sibling even though he obviously takes quite a bit of attention away from them. It's been somewhat tumultuous for them as well but somehow they have emerged as helpful and happy and at the end of the day, that's really all we could ask for. Now, life seems to be back on track and the gameplan appears clear. Until life changes again and we make a new plan.
