I am adjusting to life with a new little guy to take care of in addition to my other boys!! So far, it’s not that bad really. This new little guy came out crying so loud and for so long that I seriously commented to the anesthesiologist and nurse that I thought I had just delivered a spawn of the devil himself and I was really really scared!! The docs sewing me up even make a few comments about his loud shrieks and shrills to which I replied I was so not ready for a loud kid like this. (Forgive me little Joshy- you are a complete opposite of that now!)
This kid is so great!! He sleeps and sleeps and sleeps. He’ll cry when he poops and needs to be changed and luckily it’s right before feeding time, so we’ve seriously got a little schedule already going. I don’t know how I got so lucky! Kid #2 is so much easier than kid #1- obviously because we parents have a clue about what’s going on. There’s a few things I had forgotten, but for the most part things are running as smooth as possible.
I’m just having a hard time in the mornings mainly because everyone is getting up at the same time, all needing different things, and I’m so hungry, needing a shower, and having to feed the baby. I’m still a bit sore from surgery, getting really tired of waking up in a puddle of sweat like 3 times a night, and slowly convincing myself that I can make it down stairs for the day. Oh, and having swollen feet in the evening is getting annoying too!
I’m trying to take it easy, but I tend to be strong-willed. The first night I climbed the stairs and it nearly killed me. I was determined to sleep in my room rather than the couch or recliner downstairs for a week like I did with kid #1. I spent the next day upstairs just terrified of having to climb the stairs again. The next night, I was daring and slept in my bed, with the help of a little 3 step ladder and all the pillows on the bed. My slumber was heavenly!! I am now progressing and going downstairs for the day and then returning upstairs at the end of the day.
As for baby- He’ll wake every 2-3 hours in the daytime and if we’re lucky, we can get him to stay awake for like 10 minutes after he’s nursed a little bit, but usually he just dozes off. He’s having a hard time latching to one side, but has no problem on the other side. Thank goodness for breast pumps =o) Mikey was 8lbs 2 oz, so when I found out I had a little 7lb baby, I was totally taken by surprise. He drowns in 0-3 month clothes, so for Easter he got 1 preemie outfit (thank you Wal Mart clearance racks) that fits him perfectly. He’s so cute! I never in my life thought I’d have a kid who would need preemie clothes. I guess that’s just a perfect reason to go shopping again for baby stuff since I didn’t buy hardly anything for this one since I have tons and tons and tons of boy clothes. I think I’ll look for newborn sized stuff, because I still have issues with my kid having to wear preemie clothes, weird huh?
My mom is down helping and I love her to pieces. She cooks and cleans and spoils Mikey and us every day. I wish we could convince her to stay another week, but she insists on going home to return to work. I just hope we get all the little projects done around the house that I would love to get caught up on while she’s here. I can’t drive, bend down, or pick up anything heavier than the baby, so we’ll see how much I can actually do.