Ficus- I'm sorry to hear about your husband! You sound like you guys are doing a great job handling everything...amazing how we can step up to what gets thrown at us, right?
Let's see, I'll try not to make this a novel...
Robbie is 8 days old and I am so ridiculously in love with him. I did realize after this VBAC that for me, bonding takes a day or two but once it kicks in I am obsessed! I thought it was b/c I had a c-section with DD, and I was a bit scared that first night when I felt disconnected to him. But the next day my heart completely melted and I've been in love ever since.
Took him to the ped last Friday and he was already 6lbs 10oz (was 6.14 at birth) so I think he is chunking up well. He is a totally different nurser than DD was, and that is taking some getting used to! He is very laid back, and I am also much more laid back this time around. I'm not counting hours or anything between feedings...his output has been PLENTY, so I figure the input is just fine
Sleep. I need sleep. Not because of my sweet newborn...but my crazy three year old! She is not doing so well in the adjusting department. She's back to sleeping in our bed. Ok, fine. First night she slept great. But now she wants to be touching me all night long (and by touching, I mean practically laying on top of me...as well as putting her hands in my armpits and pinching me. yeah. ew.) and when I shift to nurse DS, she wakes up. And if she really wakes up, she can't fall back asleep. She woke up this morning at 2:30. TWO FREAKIN THIRTY! I spent the next four hours trying to get her to fall back asleep, and emotionally I was a wreck. I was angry, frustrated, sad. I gave up trying to get her to sleep at about 6:30am. She took a two hour nap at 2pm, when a friend came and saved me by driving her around. I am exhausted and she just fell asleep for the night (at 10:30)...I know I should go to sleep too. But I'm actually just dreading getting into bed with her and having last night replay itself.
Dh is being amazing but I'm worried about him. His job only gave him one day off to spend with us. He missed all of his classes last week and is really behind. So now he is trying to play catch up and I am worried sick...he HAS to graduate in May. There is no room for error right now. So he has a lot on his plate, and I just hope he doesn't crack under the strain. I'm trying not to put anything extra on him, but I also don't want to try and be superwoman myself.
I'm going to go cuddle with my little boy right now and remind myself that above all, I am happy...even if I am stressed!