One Week
Friday was Blip’s one week “birthday”. It was an interesting week!
We got to go home on Saturday, which is the fastest I’ve ever been out of a hospital. I was thrilled — with Boo I was quite terrified to leave the hospital and not be around people who knew what they were doing when it came to babies. This time we were much more confident and more than ready to be rid of people who were looking over our shoulders constantly and doing things by the clock instead of what made sense. The hospital wasn’t bad at all and the nurses were all very nice and well-meaning, but we definitely were ready to be home.
I’m well aware that this week has been pretty great because of several factors. My mom is here and been a fantastic help, including taking care of our night owl baby and kicking me back to bed after nighttime feeding sessions. Which has been extremely nice and means I’m a completely normal person right now and not sleep deprived (well, no more than normal anyway). We’re being fed, laundry is being done, our kitchen is miraculously clean, and the Boo has been taken out every day for adventures with Grandma. Remind me why we left Kentucky again?
Unfortunately my mom leaves on Saturday and I expect to be a bit wackier and emotional after that, due mostly to sleep deprivation and having to be more in charge. For right now, though, I’m doing good. There’s no knitting done, mind you, but still doing well. We’ll see how long it lasts!
As for the baby, he’s pretty fantastic. He nurses like a pro, which is something I am eternally grateful for compared to my previous experience, he sleeps for more than 45 minutes at a time, he even sleeps in the playpen during the day (but not the crib at night). He’s pretty chill and really only gets upset with bowel distress, and really, who could blame him? He’s wonderful in so many ways, and the Boo seems to adore him, which is, of course, superb, even if it doesn’t last. I suppose it’s fair to say we’re all completely smitten with this babe, and so, so, so glad to have him.
I spent so much of my time as a new mother to the Boo fretting and worrying and being scared of everything that can go wrong that I had a hard time enjoying my baby. Right now, in this moment, in this week, I’m really enjoying my kids. I hope I remember this feeling later, because I know bad days are ahead.