First of all, let me just say, I now know what "The Grinch" felt like when his heart grew. I never had any idea that something so small could create such a huge reaction in me. Sometimes it's as though my whole body aches with the overwhelming feeling of love and contentment I receive from him.
But that hasn't made this week easy. Four days at the hospital, three days of familial visits, 2 days of "cluster feeding" and forgetting to brush my teeth and/or hair, has me looking fairly haggard. People tell you how hard it is going to be, and yet, it seems twice as hard. How is it possible that I wish he could stay this size forever? Why can't I always have him curled up on my chest as I type on my computer? I have documented many hours of his existence. I don't think that I have seen my husband's face from beyond the camcorder since Elijah was born.
I am now amazed at what my body can do. I understand childbirth is "a natural process", but really, I had no idea how much your body just does on its own. It's incredible. I find myself looking at my baby, and then looking at my torso, and wondering how in the heck did he fit? Seriously, it doesn't seem physically possible. The geometry doesn't seem to match up at ALL.
Did I mention, or did you notice, he looks NOTHING like me? I saw that coming a mile away. My recessive-as-heck McWhitey genes had nothing on the turbo-charged DNA of my Chinese husband. He is a Xerox copy of Tim. A mini clone. It did not take long for people to doubt my motherhood. In the waiting area of the hospital, while I was waiting for Tim to pull the car around, a nice old woman came up to me and said, "He's beautiful, is he yours?" I had to laugh on the inside, a bit.
That was a crazy day.
First, it took the garage 25 minutes to find the car. Then, when Tim parked the car in the hospital's drive, another car hit us. Third, BuyBuyBaby lost our order for our stroller. Thankfully, they had another of the same model in stock. Before you ask, NO we did NOT buy a bugaboo. I honestly cannot fathom buying a $900 stroller. It just seems ridiculous. And just a wee bit NUTS. But, to each their own.
It's a Maclaren Techno XLR.
I chose this stroller for the sturdy wheels and adjustable handles. It has yet to be road-tested, but I will let you know.
So, I am exclusively breast-feeding and have been trying to eat as healthfully as possible. I know that whatever I eat is going to him as well. (As in pregnancy.) That said, I have had something scandalous. Last night I had my first beer. ONE BEER HIT ME LIKE A TON OF BRICKS. It was hilarious. One hard cider. I haven't had a reaction to alcohol like that since high school. I couldn't help but laugh. I nursed that one beer for an hour. Thank you Bierkraft. I have no idea when I will have the next one...
Oh So Tired.
The Bounty. Next time, the batch will be doubled...or tripled.
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