The title of this post should not be read as an announcement – instead, it should be read with a note of wonder, confusion, disbelief, and awe. I spent most of my pregnancy thinking how surreal it was to be pregnant, and now I have a hard time realizing I’m a mom. Me. How did that happen?
Baby J was born on Saturday, June 7th, after about 12 hours of labor. I’ll post the obligatory birth story later, but for now, just some thoughts.
- I love how soft his hair feels when I rub my cheek against it. The top of his head probably receives more kisses than the rest of him.
- He’s a pretty good kid, fairly quiet most of the time, keeps himself company well. Sometimes, though, he cries and cries and cries, and nothing makes it better. Currently, my theory is that it’s associated with bottle feeding, maybe he gets extra gassy with a bottle. The last few days he’s been great, and I’ve breastfed exclusively, but he had a bottle this afternoon and tonight he screamed for no reason we could find. He’s currently in the Moby wrap, or what I like to call “the womb,” so he’s content for the time being. And it’s the only way I can get on the computer – otherwise, I’m typing emails with one finger on a tablet while he feeds.
- I’ve taken far fewer photos than I thought I would at this point, much to my mother’s disappointment. Part of it is exhaustion, part of it is the fact that the apartment is a mess in preparation for the move – stuff is literally everywhere, because “just put it there for now, it’s just for a few days.”
- Speaking of, we’re moving this weekend, to a bigger place. We packed up some stuff today and Stephen carted it over to the new place, and we’ll get the furniture tomorrow, then hopefully finish up the remaining bits on Sunday. FYI – moving with a newborn is about as much fun as it sounds.
Overall, things are going well, except for some excruciating nipple pain when he latches on. It eases off after the first minute or so, but that first minute sometimes has me screaming in pain. We met with a nurse on Wednesday and his latch looks okay, so I’m hoping this is just a case of my nipples needing to toughen up. I’ve read it can take 2-5 weeks – I hope I can last, considering I’ve only been breastfeeding for about a week now (he got mostly bottles in the hospital – I’ll get into that later). All I want is something to numb the initial pain – any suggestions, other than ice?
More – lots more – soon.