Pro tip:  if there is one single thing you should probably never, ever say to a woman who has given birth/become a parent in the past, oh, let’s say three months or so, it’s, “I’m so tired.”  REALLY?  I’m sorry, that must really suck FOR YOU.  Please note that I’m not making it worse by smacking you.  (“I’m tired,” “I need a nap,” “I didn’t sleep well” also qualify.)

Okay, there are probably at least a dozen other things that new mothers don’t want or need to hear, but I’ll leave it at that for now.
I’m not actually complaining here; Ike has really been pretty generous about letting us get decent chunks of rest.  So far there have only been two nights after which dawn broke and I felt like I didn’t sleep at all. Other than that, it really hasn’t been as bad as I expected (though this could all still change at any point, I know).  I can imagine how it’ll feel when we end up with six or seven (or more, perhaps way more, HALP) of those nights in a row.  So it makes me laugh evilly when I hear someone else complain about being tired. Because, HA.  FUCKING HA.  I’m sure you are actually tired, but I condescend to your non-parental fatigue, oh yes I do.
What else?  He is a grunty, farty baby.  It cracks me up.  He rarely seems to want to bother burping after a he eats, so I suppose all that air just works its way through eventually.  It doesn’t seem to cause actual discomfort, for the most part, though it probably sounds like he’s not happy (I’m pretty sure it’s grunting of neutral value, not complaint – maybe even grunting for fun!  Gruuunty baby).  He smiles and laughs, when awake and in his sleep.  I of course can’t get enough.
I don’t know that we have a favorite toy yet, but he is tracking things, especially black and white items, up and down and side to side with his eyes as he should be at this point.  He is good at picking up his head and moving it from one side to the other during tummy time.  I haven’t yet started obsessing over what else he should be doing at this age.  I’m sure there’s plenty of time for that, right?  

I’m not being super productive or accomplishing much on a day to day basis, but I feel like we’re adjusting pretty well, for the most part.  One of my favorite things is bath time.  We have yet to do a sponge bath; I just take him in the tub with me.  He seems to really enjoy it.  Not that he’s laughing and splashing, but he seems very soothed and relaxed by it.  I’m so glad the midwife who discharged us from the birth center mentioned that to us.  She said that “they” will tell you that you can’t do tub baths until the umbilical cord stump falls off, but that it’s not true.  She suggested taking him in with me and letting him float (supported, of course) in water up to his shoulders, and that I’d see him make movements that I would recognize, having felt them from the inside.  Pretty cool (and I think it helped the stump fall off sooner – he lost it at only six days).  So I try to do it every other day, if not every day.  I like to think that it reminds him of being inside me.  I still feel like I didn’t allow myself to really celebrate my pregnancy while I was pregnant, for fear that we somehow still wouldn’t end up being able to actually bring him home, so I guess this is my abstract way of celebrating it after the fact.  It also reminds me of his birth, and how amazed and grateful I still am that we got to have the natural water birth experience that we did.  Plus, after he’s all cleaned up I can hand him off to Mike to get dried off and I can finish having a bath myself – that counts as pampering, right?  Whatever.  I’m counting it.  Before long we can probably take him swimming – I’m hoping he’ll like that just as much! 

2 thoughts on “Miscellany

  1. Mrs. Misfits says:

    Wishing you sleep mama. I thought I had cornered the grunty farty baby, but it seems they are in abundance. At the support group, this one actually made the other ladies turn around with her fabulous poot. I am too terrified at bath time. I know I'm not going to let her go in any way shape or form, but the process of soaking her and getting her clean is two different things. She hates the traditional newborn tub, but that gets way too cold and is probably more dangerous than just sitting with her in the tub.Tired is the way things are. If anyone else says sleep when she sleeps I might smack them. The most precious gift has been that Eve has almost always slept in a 4 hour chunk since the hospital. I dream of it stretching to 5 in the wee hours as she wakes us up, but it's heavenly. Be good to your mama, Ike!

  2. Thank you – I hope Eve's four hour stretches only get longer! That's hilarious about her poot. Go, Eve! Agreed – most of the time I find it impossible to just lie down and sleep while he sleeps. I keep meaning to, but it somehow just doesn't seem to work out that way very often!We also have this – http://www.amazon.com/Prince-Lionheart-washPOD-Bathe-Blue/dp/B000QIJ020, though I've yet to use it. It's supposed to help them settle into an upright fetal position, so it's more calming to them than being laid out on their backs all exposed. I think Mike will like using it – I've got to give him a chance at some point, haha. Plus I think it's adorable – stick yer bebe in a bucket and warsh it right up!

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