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The First Days of Blur

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Time creeped by and then he came into our lives and BAM, we're already 10 days in.  We entered survival mode during this adjustment period. As lovely as holding a newborn is, the first two weeks really are rough.  We are getting better with feeds and are still trusting his body to breathe when we have those choke moments. Otherwise, nursing has finally calmed down as far as being engorged goes. I just have to keep an eye on clogged ducts. I'm excited to get to the time when night feeds don't last an hour and latching doesn't take much thought. I don't have any expectations until around a month though. That one magic day where nursing is no longer a struggle with floppy neck and hands and they just get it. He is still an easy baby in the fact that he doesn't have a loud cry, just enough to tell you he is hungry. He does well in the swing and the car seat. He seems pretty chill once fed. 

As far as some sort of schedule goes, while he is awake in the day, we feed just about 30 min every hour. At night, he sleeps for just over 2 hours and then feeds for an hour (part of that time is changing a diaper or just being too alert to fall asleep right away). He will typically "go to bed" at around 10. So that leaves 12-1, 3-4 & 6-7 as our AM feeding times. Honestly, if I didn't keep track of the times, I'd swear I just fed him. The nights are still hard, but I'm grateful he typically goes back to sleep & I can at least count on 2.5 sleep intervals. I also still aim for a 2-4 PM nap time with both kids. So don't call me then. I won't answer. I'm still exhausted.

Our first family outing (outside of the doctor's office) was to Jenny's wedding. I'm so glad it worked out where I could go, even if we were crazy for getting out with the baby. We just stayed for the ceremony and then came for the tail end of the reception. However, even being out that much took it's toll on my body. We went to the grocery store the following day and I feel like staying in bed for the rest of the week. So when I said recovery was quick, I meant walking around the house was easier.

Here are some pictures from the first week home, which mostly consists of us laying around. I'd also like to acknowledge the lovely flowers and snacks from Eric's family & work:






I always catch him smiling. At times he has even giggled and I just fall in love all over again.


 

so.much.love


She loves talking about the temple and knows that's where you get married. She talks about wearing her white dress and getting married too.


(I had to count on Mr Smith to get the picture above since I had to nurse the baby in the car. He tried.)



She ALWAYS wants to hold him.

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