The good: We've had the baby for 2 days and he seems to fit right in. The kids seem to be adjusting well. Sydney positively adores him and wants to be near him constantly. She was the one I was most concerned with feeling left out, but she's wonderful. Jack is Jack, he's very independent and comes in now and then to check on him and thank us for letting the baby stay with us.
We've had a lot of help! My sisters have been here, and yesterday I took a short nap while they doted on baby. My mom and Nana came yesterday, and my cousin and aunt came the night he got here. Andy helped me give him a bath and get him ready for bed.
Baby is super happy. He smiles a lot, and laughs (at Syd in particular). He is very charming and seems to be pretty easy going. He tends to soothe himself and doesn't fuss too much.
The bad: I'm tired. While the first night wasn't too bad, and last night wasn't too bad, I do miss knowing that I can just go to bed and not worry about waking up until morning. But I know that the sleeping issue is temporary. By the time the kids go back to school he should be sleeping at least one 6 hr or more stretch.
The ugly: I feel a bit discombobulated. I feel strange. I wonder at times, briefly, if I can do this. My life was pretty much ideal. My babies are fairly independent. I can read a book if I want to. They entertain themselves, and they can just go to bed and sleep when they're tired. They take a bath, get out and dry off, put on their pj's and brush their own hair and teeth. Now I'm holding a baby when I do everything.
I don't regret him being here. I know that it's the right thing, and we love him! But I feel strange. I've never been big on change, it always takes me a bit longer to adjust than it does others. It also has some to do with being tired and feeling sort of out of it.
Today is our first time to take him to see his mommy! I know she is very excited to see him, and I'm happy that she gets to spend time with him. I think I'll take advantage of my sister being here to mop my kitchen floor.
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