O.....M.....G! I can't believe my baby is 3 weeks old today! I know, I know. It doesn't compare to "OMG my baby is 18 and moving out today!" but it's still pretty significant seeing how we are still trying to figure out just who this little guy is. He's only been home a little over a week now and things are still a little shaky in the B house. We definitely aren't as sleep deprived as we could be (thanks to the NICU for getting him on a schedule) but naps are becoming a beloved family activity at this point.
My recovery has gone pretty smooth so far. I had a little run in with mastitis and that slowed me down for a little while but we've overcome that now. Baby J is sleeping decently at night and peeing all over the wall behind his changing pad. Boys are supposed to do that, right? I've heard that when he gets older, he'll actually do it on purpose and laugh at his crafty little self. God, help me.
A lot of people have asked how I feel.... you know.... in my lady bits. For the record, I feel fine. But I do want to say this. The first postpartum poop has NOTHING against the first postpartum sneeze. I will now warn all of my patients about this ill fated day.
Many quotes have been thrown around our house lately and I can't help but share my three favorite B to J quotes.
- I'm sorry, bud. You didn't have many choices. It was either me or the state.
- (After a long feeding) You look like you just waddled out of the Golden Corral.
- (Looking at a mastitis pamphlet) Wow, buddy! Look at all those buffets.
And those are just to name a few.
I'm behind on Grey's Anatomy, Scandal, Pretty Little Liars and American Horror Story but I'm ok with that. Hanging out with J is pretty rewarding.
Check out my handsome little man.