I say "maybe" because I tend to write my title before I write my post and right now I'm not exactly sure where I'm going. But then again, I guess that is where I'm going . . . to tell about how I'm not sure where I'm going. Don't get me wrong, everything is fine and wonderful here and I'm not complaining one little bit. I'm just in a bit of an unfamiliar place for me and it's taking some time to get used to it.
We are adjusting quite well to life with Andy. There were some rough nights around the time of my miscarriage and surgery, but since then we have been up just twice a night with him for diaper changes and feedings and he goes right back to sleep. And I have to admit that even when I am half asleep, or more, I do actually enjoy the night time feedings because they are such quiet and peaceful times.
I have gotten super comfortable with taking Andy along on all sorts of errands. It's getting easier to get the infant seat in and out of the car and dealing with the stroller, as well as dealing with shopping carts. I was a little nervous and hesitant the first few times that I did it, but now we are really good!
This kid screams bloody murder through any diaper or clothing change, but we plug along and get it done and then all is well. He is really easy in that whenever he is crying the surest way to get him to stop is just to pick him up. For the most part he is very easily consoled. So far we have been really lucky in that we haven't had a moment where we just throw up our hands and have no idea what to do to make him happy. I would have to say that Andrew is a very easy baby.
Several people we know exhibited a great deal of glee while telling us that once we got the baby home our lives would be a miserable hell and we would never sleep again. Or, you know, some variation of that. At the time when people were running their mouths I would just hold my tongue and wait out a change of subject. However, these were very hurtful comments to me. I felt like they were trying to rain on our parade and weren't being respectful of our struggle to get here. And now I'm completely delighted that this hasn't been our experience, yet I feel sad for the people who apparently had such a tough time adjusting that they felt the need to make these comments to us.
Many more people have told us that this is the hardest time, and that things will only get better from here. These comments bring me great comfort because this newborn time just hasn't been bad, and if things only get better from here then we are incredibly blessed. It's a little bit like getting married, I think. Everyone tells you how hard the first year is. At the end of our first year we said, "Wow, what a piece of cake". If that was the hardest year then the rest would be completely great.
I think the hardest part for me, so far, has been my complete lack of time management skills. Now, anyone who knows me, knows that this usually isn't an issue for me. I'm organized and on top of things. But now? Forget it. For example, my house hasn't been vacuumed in weeks. Now, this isn't entirely my fault, as I was medically banned from vacuuming until this past Friday. But since then, I haven't been able to pull it together and get it done. I start my morning with a mile long to-do list in my head. And really, it isn't anything hard or too time consuming. There aren't even any major projects, just everyday things like fold a load of laundry, write thank-you cards, deal with the bills, take food out of the freezer for dinner. Oh, and dust and vacuum the house, and clean the bathrooms. But none of this stuff ever gets done. EVER! All I manage to get done is keeping the kitchen clean, bottles washed, formula made. I keep up on the baby's laundry and deal with trash and recycling on a daily basis. But the rest? Never gets done, despite my best intentions. The worst part is that I have no idea where my time goes. It's just gone, and I'm not even napping away my day! I can't blame it on blogging, because that hasn't been getting done either. It's truly a mystery.
But you aren't here for all of this. You are looking for pictures. Let me see what I can dig up . . .