Friday, April 28, 2006

The Son

Eric has been a little out of sorts over Kaylee's arrival, but mostly normal. He just cries more than usual. Last night we stayed up late doing a puzzle and missed the window for his bath. He was pounding on the bathroom door. Rich was in there, stinking up the joint as per usual.

I said "Daddy needs privacy to go to the bathroom."
Eric said, "I need privacy for my tubby!"

I don't think he has any idea what privacy is. I think he thought it was another word for bathroom.

Kaylee slept in 2 large chunks last night. She was up from about 2-3 nursing and getting her diaper changed. She seems to get that she's supposed to go back to sleep when it's dark and she's in bed with us. She nurses until she's really full and starts getting mad at my boobs. Then we switch to the pacifier which really helps her fall asleep. She woke up at six and was up for a couple of hours and now she's sleeping in her crib making little snorting noises. It really takes her forever to fall into a deep baby-sleep. When Eric was a baby you could do a puppet show with him after he'd been asleep for 5 minutes. He was un-rousable. Kaylee is pretty easy to wake.

They're both totally awesome.

I'm getting into my M-Leave groove for the most part. I take a lot of pride in getting done the most mundane of household chores. I like doing the laundry. I take a filthy, stinking pile of clothes, dump it into a machine and it comes out smelling like lavender, courtesy of these dryer-sachets I got at Trader Joes.

Rambling again...

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Mom Jeans

A week and a half postpartum, and I'm fitting into my least-favorite Mom Jeans. You know the pair... They're tight in the waist and baggy everywhere else. You got them at TJ Max in a runthrough when you were supposed to be doing something else, and they fit and were $15 so you just bought them. Then suddenly they were the only "normal" jeans that fit through the first six weeks of your pregnancy. Now they're the only jeans I can find that I can zip.

Come on Moms... We all have MOM JEANS. Functional, cheap, unflattering, relatively comfortable, bought in haste. Let's hear it for Mom Jeans!!

On the plus side, I couldn't zip them two days ago.. So I'm moving in the right direction. Let's hear it for Breastfeeding! One of the most demanding, exhausting and painful parts of motherhood. But much lest demanding and exhausting than going to a gym to take off those X-tra pounds.

I'm a little loopy today... Girl was up from 4:00-6:30 AM. Then we slept through until 9:30. Somewhere during that last nap Eric came into bed with me for a snuggle and I was so exhausted I barely knew what I was doing. Poor little guy. I'm sure he knew the difference. But I did pick him up from school yesterday and I did his bath and bedtime stuff, so we are spending some time together. It's just hard...

More later. And remember my new motto: Mom Jeans! They're not so bad!

Monday, April 24, 2006

Week 2

Saturday AM, we packed both kids into the car for the first time ever. We managed to go to Babies R US, get a shower gift and make it on-time for a baby shower.

We're still not sure how we accomplished this. I've been checking major newspapers to see if there was a glitch in the space-time continuum, but so far nothing is showing up. Eric was a model-child at the shower -- One of those kids that makes everybody go "Awww.. He's so well behaved. Maybe I should have one... That looks like fun." (judging by the amount of pregnant women in the room, many of them had reached that point on their own) Suddenly he's much easier at parties. Kaylee slept through most of it, waking up to nurse once and returning to sleep shortly afterwards. Thus we gave the illusion that this is doable.

Kaylee is sleeping in her crib. I've actually gotten her to fall asleep in there for a few days in a row. She's impossible to move once she's sleeping, so my only hope of any independent time is to get her to fall asleep where I want her to be.

So, I'm still not quite myself. I'm somewhere in my body controlling my actions through a faulty set of controls, like a car that's steering is slightly out of allignment. It's safe, but you have to work a lot harder to make things work properly. My body is recovering and I'm finally calmed down enough to sleep every chance I get. But it will be more time before I become myself again.
Week 2

Saturday AM, we packed both kids into the car for the first time ever. We managed to go to Babies R US, get a shower gift and make it on-time for a baby shower.

We're still not sure how we accomplished this. I've been checking major newspapers to see if there was a glitch in the space-time continuum, but so far nothing is showing up. Eric was a model-child at the shower -- One of those kids that makes everybody go "Awww.. He's so well behaved." Suddenly he's much easier at parties. Kaylee slept through most of it, waking up to nurse once and returning to sleep shortly afterwards. Thus we gave the illusion that this is doable.

Kaylee is sleeping in her crib. I've actually gotten her to fall asleep in there for a few days in a row. She's impossible to move once she's sleeping, so my only hope of any independent time is to get her to fall asleep where I want her to be.

So, I'm still not quite myself. I'm somewhere in my body controlling my actions through a faulty set of controls, like a car that's steering is slightly out of allignment. It's safe, but you have to work a lot harder to make things work properly. My body is recovering and I'm finally calmed down enough to sleep every chance I get. But it will be more time before I become myself again.