5.16.2011

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Today I woke up and realized that my little girl has been here one week already.

And cue the postpartum tears...

I'm thrilled to report that thus far, many of my fears about going from one to two kids have been unfounded.

Knock wood.

Honestly, the transition has been fairly simple. G has embraced his baby sister and has been so loving and protective. He has his acting out moments...but don't all three year olds?

Baby C has been, in my opinion, and from past experience...ahem...dare I say it...easy.

I may have just totally jinxed myself.

She's a great sleeper, barely fusses and just seems to have a mellow temperament. I have to actually wake her to eat, most of the time.

I'll be honest, I've still had my moments. Don't you just LOVE hormones? Gah. Honestly, I kind of didn't want to leave the hospital last Wednesday when I was discharged. I mean seriously, they have a menu and you can sit and order room service and I got to laze around in bed all day and not worry about dinner and laundry and it was SO quiet. And I had amazing nurses who didn't even piss me off when they woke me up every two hours to take my vitals. Then I realized the hospital was like staying in the most expensive hotel ever. So, I came home, to reality. As soon as I got home, I was happy to be here, to have my entire family intact and under one roof. Plus, my husband has been really amazing and supportive. I feel very lucky this last week that he's home and able to take some paternity leave.

For the most part, I feel calm and like somehow, I have my stuff together.

Then again, I'm still on narcotics. So I'll let you know how I'm REALLY doing in a few days when I totally stop taking them. I know there will be that moment at my one week post surgery check up when the nurse asks how I'm doing, how I'm really doing, and I'll burst into tears. And then they'll offer me the happy pills.

Believe me, if I though I was for reals experiencing PPD, I'd have no problem with the pills. But by and large, I'm a happy tears person at the moment.

Like right now, I'm looking at this picture...


Totally crying. And this one...

Come on.

Then I think about how fast this is going. Already. And that? That kind of makes me sad. But I'm excited. Even a little proud of myself for soldiering through this first week. Having the realization that I might be able to pull this mother of two thing off...for reals.

6 comments:

ZDub said...

Yay! She's so pretty! I'm glad you are hanging in there, you are gonna do great.

*Lissa* said...

Just for the record, I had no doubts whatsoever that you could do it. :) xoxo

Mommy Mo said...

You can do it!!! AND, I have a picture of Sophie at the exact same age as C in the exact same pose and I swear they could be sisters. Want me to send it to you?

Heather D said...

Yes! I'd love to see it!

imadramamama said...

Well, of course you could do it! You're amazing.

And this? "Then again, I'm still on narcotics." Best line I've read today.

hilary said...

I'm so excited and proud and jealous for (of) you! You've got it all Heather, and you're handling it all so well. I'm very happy for you and the entire family. I know Ryan is sad he isn't here to meet the little one, but he'll make it and I'll make him give her a squeeze for me :)

Enjoy your time with the kiddos, it goes by SO fast (Braeden will be 7 next week!)

Hilary