Yeah, right.
We're home and all systems are go. I think I might have a bit of a spitter on my hands but that's essentially a laundry problem at this point. He'll figure out what's going on and my supply will average out and all will be well.
I'm actually recovering from this surgery faster than the other two, which I guess makes sense since I didn't labor for an entire holiday weekend beforehand. I also have a hunch that my doctor this time is a better surgeon than last, which is impressive because Maeve's birth went really well, all things considered. The incision is small and well done, subcutaneous stitches again (imagine sewing up a pillow you've just stuffed and you don't want anyone to see the stitches). The pain is remarkably less than either previous incision. I think tonight will be the last percoset, frankly, and during the day I've switched to just ibuprofen.
He cluster fed all night long, though, which was incredibly taxing. Like most newborns, he's got his days and nights upside-down. But we'll gradually get that figured out--I have a week with my mother-in-law in town and the week after that with Mike off work, so I can nap during the day and get myself back in order. I'm taking it easy on myself because this time is so different from a real-world point of view. With Sophia, obviously, it was summer, I wasn't working, and I had no other kids around. With Maeve, well, Sophia went to preschool 2 afternoons a week and speech/language therapy the mornings before school. That was it. Now...
*Sophia goes to school every day.
*Maeve goes to preschool 4 days a week.
*Maeve has atrium on the other day, which I actually run (I have a sub until mid-February at least)
*Sophia has Irish dance one evening a week
*Maeve has Irish dance Tuesday afternoons
*Sophia has piano once a week
*Sophia has Atrium at the crack of dawn Sunday mornings
*I am involved in RCIA, Children's liturgy, and a smattering of other groups at church (but, alas, no more parish council)
*I'm a block captain (can you believe it? I wasn't a block captain at that point. It seems like I've been one forever--of course, nowadays it isn't nearly as hard as it used to be)
*I'm a brownie girl scout leader for Sophia's troop, encompassing 4 schools and with a roster of 18 girls
*As the stay-at-home person, I have full responsibility for appointments, almost all housework, shuttling children back and forth, shopping, and correspondence. I know, it's not the same as a corporate work day, but you don't keep a newborn on your lap during a corporate workday--I love what I do and that I'm able to do it, that's not what I'm saying, it's just that I'm realizing this newborn phase is going to be a little much this time around.
And we're expecting a couple inches of snow tomorrow night. Time to make some hot chocolate, watch 30 Rock in the middle of the night, and count some blessings.
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Oh, what a transition. Best wishes, good luck, deep breaths...
Blessings indeed.
But you'll need more help than that won't you? Here (and in the UK) you wouldn't be able to drive for 6 weeks (insurance stuff) or lift anything heavy. Time to call those sisters of yours too.
Six weeks. Sigh. I wish. Yes, the sister with her "weekend" in the middle of the week is on call for me. And my mom can pitch in here and there where her schedule allows (she's an adjunct professor at two junior colleges so it's an odd schedule). But yeah, I'm kinda on my own starting the second week of February.
Can't think about that now.
'Stay at home person' is kind of ironic isn't it?
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