Okay - so here's the real shizzle, having a baby rocks your world. For all the preggies reading along and the preggie want-a-bees, wow there is nothing that prepares you for this transition. The 10 month wait is like a fairy tale that takes a dramatic turn once the labor contractions kick in. Now don't get me wrong - I love my son beyond measure (it's still weird to say/write "son"...yikes) but I will also chronicle the actual day to day and not just some puppy love crap everyone LOVES to tell.
The parade of relatives has been strong and steady and thank you so much to all of you who brought Charlie gifts and for all the delicious food. Not having to cook/think about coordinating something is a huge relief when you realize at 9:30 when your baby is finally sleeping peacefully in your arm (which can never be in a super comfortable position) that you haven't eaten for half the day. We really appreciate all your love and support and taking time out from your daily lives to come and see us.
Charlie has transitioned from quite the squeaker (in the hospital) to a grunter. He grunts and grunts and I'm afraid he has bad gas. His poor little face says it all right before he lets an adult-sounding fart go...and I'm not exaggerating. If you were standing next to me you would think I farted. And then another and then another poor baby. He is poo-ing fine so I'm not too concerned, we go back to Dr. Chan our incredible pediatrician (who dresses the part of SJP in Sex In the City) and it's on my long list of questions. The grunting as you can imagine is not cute and whoever said newborn poop doesn't smell LIED.
Charlie decided he didn't want to sleep in his (very large) crib so we moved the pack in play bassinet and changing table into our room. He was doing great and would only wake to feed/be changed until the gas issues. Now he wants to be held/patted on the back when he's fussy and sleep on his tummy on Daddy's chest. Mmmm hmmm - he's a Daddy's boy BIG TIME. Who wouldn't be with Jose as your Daddy.
Feeding is going well though I'm not big on any public feeding which limits our mobility for now. We're supposed to wait 3-4 weeks to combine with bottle feeding but I'm going to see what Chan Sizzle says. Jose and I are both pretty antsy since we are used to adventuring wherever whenever. We were able to go to sushi today (Mmmm it was sooooo good) and walk laps around the mall for several hours and got away with only 1 feeding and 1 diaper change in the car...not bad! It was so nice to have our second day of no visitors - just the two - I mean - three of us :-)
As far as developmental milestones - Charlie could hold his own head up from birth. This is considered super cool and yet it's not so great that he can throw himself around like a crazed monkey in your arms with he's hungry. His umbilical cord stump fell off last night and let's just say there's nothing magical about that. It oozes and it smells gross and then you worry about what's left - is it supposed to look like that? Eew
It's funny how having a baby changes your concept of time (and temperature thanks to hormones). I hardly know what the date is which is so unusual for me and my day time/night time hours are all skewed. I thought labor was a marathon - my real contractions started Monday at 2:30am and Charlie was born at Tuesday 5:11pm (you do the math). Now I feel like the daily cycle of caring for this little life - his laundry - his parents normal chores etc. is the real marathon. Jose may go back to work on Wednesday but fortunately has some flexibility with the when/how... it will definitely be a challenge at home without him.
In the whirlwind I know there have been calls and emails I haven't gotten to (yet) so please don't count me out. I'm sure once that illusive routine kicks in I will be back to my prompt little self.
Happy Birthday to Felix Jr. and Rosa today - hope your day was great!
Celebrating Mexican Independence Day Manana
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How does tomorrow afternoon look for you guys? I'd love to stop by after work.
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