Sorry for being out of touch the last two weeks I was a little busy giving birth to our little bundle of joy 8 days ago. I know everyone says what an amazing experience it is, how from the moment they set eyes on their little one, blah, blah. I’ll tell you a little bit of what I remember. I remember entering my hospital room at 11:11pm. My husband and I always have this thing where at 11:11 you make a wish, so I did and knew at that point it would be okay. After some difficulties with the IV insertion–3 nurses and 5 pokes later we were finally in business. My time at the hospital was good just short. We were discharged 29 hours after she arrived. To my American friends I know this is crazy talk but it is what happened. Just tank of the look on my face when they told me that women who delivered with midwives could go home after just four hours.
The real adjustment I think came a couple of days later when the drugs had worn off, the euphoria of your first sleepless night wore off and the “oh sh@&” reality of you are responsible for this little creature hits you. This beautiful being that can’t speak and tell you what is wrong but certainly has the lung capacity to wake up a whole house. This little being that can go through an amazing number of diapers and can pee on you not once but twice and all you can do is laugh. When people talk about functioning on no sleep it is amazing what you really can do. I’m learning how to change diapers in record speed–okay it is day 8 so my record speed today can only get better! I’m learning what the feeding cues mean and trying to catch then before baby ends up in melt down mode. Essentially I’m doing the best I can. I wouldn’t be any good if it wasn’t for my amazing hubby. He is my rock and baby and I are so lucky!!
