Saturday, November 29, 2008

tired

Wow, you really do forget how tiring the first days are. There's no rhyme or reason to anything, it's all just about doing what needs to be done in the moment. But now at day 6 there's a teeny bit of, ok, maybe we're starting to see patterns emerge. I like a routine, a schedule. And it just takes a while to learn that routine - or learn enough to start adjusting (him or me). And for right now, I'm sad to say the routine is up all night, with the longer stretches of sleep happening in the afternoons/evenings. Not atypical at all, but exhausting to be up every hour all night long. I took two back to back naps today (interrupted by a feeding) and am still worn out. Meanwhile the little bean is racked out, sleeping soundly.

All I got tonight is a picture. From hour one of life.

8 comments:

Kymberli said...

The first two weeks are always a blur to me, mostly because I'm cracked out on post-c-section vicodin. That's good stuff.

The picture of your little man is even better. He's beautiful.

Ya Chun said...

aaawwww.

Brenna's Mom said...

He is gorgeous! Congrats again.

suz said...

I second Kymberli, I can't figure out if those first weeks are blurry because of no sleep or vicodin, and my daughter's only 18 months old so it wasn't like it was ages ago. I do distinctly remember around week 5 was when things seemed immensely easier.

The boy is a cutie!

Tash said...

What. A. Cutie!!!

Antigone said...

His hair is amazing. I'm just in awe. I can't believe babies look like that when they're born.

CLC said...

I am in love!! I can't even imagine what you feel! Oh, he's just so damn cute.

Leah said...

Absolutely gorgeous!