I knew time would fly with the baby here, but damn. He's 10 days old today. I just can't believe it. He's already growing too. It's hard for me to notice, but I can still see it and everyone else is freaking out over it. He doesn't fit in my lap like he did at first, and there are a few of his newborn onesies that don't fit even though he hasn't been able to wear them yet.
It's scary shit man. Seriously.
This motherhood thing is a trip too. I always knew where babies came from, and that they were a miracle and all of that yadda yadda stuff. But to actually see it happen is fucking insane. To watch him come out of my body, and to see him open his eyes and look at me, to learn what he likes (eating and being held, pretty much) and what he doesn't like (diaper changes), to see him turn into a little person, it's just unreal. I keep holding my empty belly and missing the feeling of him growing inside of me. Every day I feel myself getting closer and closer to my old jeans as the water weight drops off. Yesterday I was able to tie my shoes for the first time in 6 months. How sick is it that I miss not being able to tie my shoes? That I'm going to mourn the day I wear maternity pants for the last time?
His cord stump fell off when he was only 5 days old. We tried to keep it dry in the bath, but it got wet for just a second and it was gone in the morning. Now all that's left of our physical connection is a cute little hole in his tummy. He's starting to learn Wolf's voice too, well, at least he's starting to show that he knows it. He's bonding with Wolf and the girls, and he's starting to notice the toys hanging from his crib. He loves his swing, and prefers the "playtime" music over the "sleepy time" music. He likes his Green Day Rock-a-bye Baby CD better than the Pink Floyd one, which is a bit disheartening but at least he likes Green Day. (Seriously, buy those Cd's for anyone with a baby. They rock my socks off.)
If I'm this sentimental and mushy over milestones that aren't even written down in any books, what am I going to be like when he's holding his head up? When he rolls over? When he's sitting? When he says "Dada" before he says "Mama?" When he goes to kindergarten?
*sigh* I think I need Prozac.Labels: Inspired, Kids, Pregnancy |
Ten days already? Geez.
He's beautiful and you're a good mama. I imagine that "empty belly" feeling must be a total psych.
To me, the most awesome thing is how they're born and OMG! he looked like that inside. That just blows my mind.
I'm all excited and I don't have a baby!