Lilly is now six weeks old and I am now able to "resume normal activity" according to the information that I got from the hospital. "Normal"...hmmm now there's a change to that in my life. Here are a few snipits.
--1 hand...first of all, i now type with 1 hand. dont get me wrong, i am thankful for all of the gifts, but after literally typing 47 thank you notes, i am getting better--but it is a bit frustrating that it takes so long. speaking of 1 handed typing, i do most everything 1 handed these days. it reminds me of a field trip at governor's school when we had simulated disabilities and also of a former student of mine. i always felt bad for him that he had to ask me to help him put his hat on before he went out to recess. he was thrilled when we got him a hat with flaps (that most kids would consider dorky) he could put on himself. hmmm...too bad i cant have a special ed blog...now that would be interesting!
--sleep.....in the beginning i almost felt like a meth addict searching for that good high again. i was a bit obsessed with trying to get sleep for the first month or so after she was born. i got 6 hours in a row last night. life is good. Who knew that sleeping in until 4:45 would be so exciting to me? It bugs me when people ask Al how Lilly is sleeping. He'd never know unless I told him.
--Lilly's the boss...with sleep, if i can go for a walk, go to the bathroom, take a bath, reach the remote as to avoid watching an infomercial in the middle of the night, eat, drive in the car, etc. i am learning that i really can go to the bathroom even if she isn't done eating, to leave the house even though there may be disasters, you get the idea. how can a 9 pound baby be the boss?
--laundry...I knew to expect lots of baby laundry, but I didn't anticipate the extra laundry I would have. Oh well, gotta fill up the washer anyway. Here's an example. Yesterday after Al's work shower, I changed Lilly because her diaper leaked and when I had the new outfit ready to go, she spit up a lot on it, so that was out. After that, I tried to set her down while I ate (I forget, she's the boss) and didn't like that idea so I held her with one hand. Not quite proficient with one hand eating, I spilled BBQ sauce on my pants. Oh, I forget, she also started crying so I was feeding her and eating at the same time. I got a wet rag to wipe off my pants so that I wouldn't have to change out of one of my few pair of pants that fits (well mostly fits). As I was wiping off my pants, I thought I must have wet the rag too much because there were drips on my pants. Then I realized my boob was leaking on my pants. Time to do the laundry.... I can't believe people say "Don't they just sleep all the time?" Sure, if I hold her.
--Change... The first few weeks were shock and being a bit loopy due to lack of sleep and the pain pills I was on. The next few were about survival and trying to get by day to day. The next two were about adjusting. I thought I'd miss my job, but I really don't. If I was on a typical maternity leave, I'd already be back working. How do new mom's do that?
--Lillian...(the boss I've been refering to) I think I've finally caught up and am out of survival mode. I feel like I mostly know what I'm doing now as a mom and am able to enjoy her more now. Around 4 weeks, I was really tired one morning. She looked at me and smiled. Somehow it didn't really matter how tired I was. What a sweet girl. My thoughts have changed from "Who let me take her home from the hospital?" to "She's always going to be here, and I get to see her grow up." I think that finding a way to "resume normal activity" will be one of the best changes I will ever make in my life.
The boss calls so its time to go. :-)
--1 hand...first of all, i now type with 1 hand. dont get me wrong, i am thankful for all of the gifts, but after literally typing 47 thank you notes, i am getting better--but it is a bit frustrating that it takes so long. speaking of 1 handed typing, i do most everything 1 handed these days. it reminds me of a field trip at governor's school when we had simulated disabilities and also of a former student of mine. i always felt bad for him that he had to ask me to help him put his hat on before he went out to recess. he was thrilled when we got him a hat with flaps (that most kids would consider dorky) he could put on himself. hmmm...too bad i cant have a special ed blog...now that would be interesting!
--sleep.....in the beginning i almost felt like a meth addict searching for that good high again. i was a bit obsessed with trying to get sleep for the first month or so after she was born. i got 6 hours in a row last night. life is good. Who knew that sleeping in until 4:45 would be so exciting to me? It bugs me when people ask Al how Lilly is sleeping. He'd never know unless I told him.
--Lilly's the boss...with sleep, if i can go for a walk, go to the bathroom, take a bath, reach the remote as to avoid watching an infomercial in the middle of the night, eat, drive in the car, etc. i am learning that i really can go to the bathroom even if she isn't done eating, to leave the house even though there may be disasters, you get the idea. how can a 9 pound baby be the boss?
--laundry...I knew to expect lots of baby laundry, but I didn't anticipate the extra laundry I would have. Oh well, gotta fill up the washer anyway. Here's an example. Yesterday after Al's work shower, I changed Lilly because her diaper leaked and when I had the new outfit ready to go, she spit up a lot on it, so that was out. After that, I tried to set her down while I ate (I forget, she's the boss) and didn't like that idea so I held her with one hand. Not quite proficient with one hand eating, I spilled BBQ sauce on my pants. Oh, I forget, she also started crying so I was feeding her and eating at the same time. I got a wet rag to wipe off my pants so that I wouldn't have to change out of one of my few pair of pants that fits (well mostly fits). As I was wiping off my pants, I thought I must have wet the rag too much because there were drips on my pants. Then I realized my boob was leaking on my pants. Time to do the laundry.... I can't believe people say "Don't they just sleep all the time?" Sure, if I hold her.
--Change... The first few weeks were shock and being a bit loopy due to lack of sleep and the pain pills I was on. The next few were about survival and trying to get by day to day. The next two were about adjusting. I thought I'd miss my job, but I really don't. If I was on a typical maternity leave, I'd already be back working. How do new mom's do that?
--Lillian...(the boss I've been refering to) I think I've finally caught up and am out of survival mode. I feel like I mostly know what I'm doing now as a mom and am able to enjoy her more now. Around 4 weeks, I was really tired one morning. She looked at me and smiled. Somehow it didn't really matter how tired I was. What a sweet girl. My thoughts have changed from "Who let me take her home from the hospital?" to "She's always going to be here, and I get to see her grow up." I think that finding a way to "resume normal activity" will be one of the best changes I will ever make in my life.
The boss calls so its time to go. :-)
No comments:
Post a Comment