My first 2 hours

The past 2 hours I have been home alone with all three kids. For the first time since having a third baby. And it went great. I fixed the kids a healthy snack that they enjoyed. I straightened up the kitchen and prepped dinner. I cleaned up the mess from couch play, changed the laundry, and even dusted some furniture.
And guess what?
for most of those two hours the kids played together. I repeat played together. As in made up games: they pretended to be firefighters fighting off dangerous fires in each room, and then took turns being the baby asleep in bed while the other brought presents. Now they are reading books side by side in bed. HONOLULU. It seems like it has been forever since they have played nicely together without me....
and the baby has been asleep for more than an hour on his own.
I am still in a lot of pain. Honestly, each step hurts. But I can get used to the pain...as long as my house is relatively clean, my kids are fed and happy and getting along, and my baby is content. I am embarrassed to say that this is only the third or fourth time I have put the baby down in his 7 days of life. Partly because I have been mostly bedridden trying to heal, but also partly because he is adorable and I want to hold him all the time.
I know not all of our moments will be as perfect as the past two hours, but it is a great first attempt at managing three under 5 full-time.

And as long as this big boy keeps loving his little brother the way he does


And as long as this big girl keeps helping the way she loves to do

And as long as the littlest boy continues to grow and be happy:
I will be just fine . more than fine.