Three weeks ago, right at this moment, I was in the hospital in a state known as "active labour".
The weekend was a harrowing tale with a happy ending. Our beautiful and healthy baby boy!
He's a good baby. We love him to pieces. His grand parents love him to the moon and back. His aunts and uncles are spoiling him rotten! But he could never be rotten. He's perfect. When he's sleeping, when he's wailing, when he's gazing with his little lips pursed in an "o".
As a decade long reader of mommy blogs, I knew I would be tired. I am. But I don't think I'm incoherrently so. Perphaps I will look back in a few months and realize that I was incoherently tired, but for now, I feel okay. Basically, I go to sleep at my normal time, wake up when he needs to eat and keep doing that until I feel I've had enough sleep. On a good day, that's 10 or 11 in the morning. As a reader of mommy blogs, I've never heard about this sleeping in schedule, but I like it! I'm not delusional, I know this won't last forever. Things change daily.
The mommy blogs also prepared me for lots of laundry.
The mommy blogs have also failed me. I knew nothing about the cord! That little stump of a cord caused me a lot of worry. It fell out this morning so I think things are okay. I didn't know about the milk! I have tons of milk. Better than not having enough, I know, but it has it's challenges all the same.
Despite the small challenges, things are really good. We're pretty happy.
If you want to see photos, you have to know me well enough to be on facebook or on instagram.
Happy 3 weeks in the world little buddy! We love you!