The best way I've thought to describe it is two steps forward, one step back. I've tried to go out a few times (anniversary date, Hobby Lobby, Mexican food, storytime). I've loved getting out, but find myself in bed for 12 hours after each outing. It's been hard for me to let everyone else do things for me (by everyone else, I guess I mostly mean my mom, who has been a complete lifesaver for me). It's also hard for me to take so much medicine all the time- I do not like taking pills at all, but I seriously HAVE to or I can't really function. I thought I would hate being in the house so much, but I'm actually kind of having fun. My mom and I watch a movie everyday (we've visited Redbox, Blockbuster, my movie collection, AND the library!) and have had a lot of good chats. I wish she lived here. She flies back to Utah on Monday. Not looking forward to that day.
Other Random Thoughts:
- I am enjoying Suzy so much. When Noah was born, I had little interest in being a new mom and had a really hard transition. This time around, I know more what I am doing and am much more positive.
- Noah is struggling big time with the change of having a new sister. At the hospital, he wanted nothing to do with her. He clung to a little wooden doll named Joey that my mom gave him (I'll post a picture of him with it). Since we've been home, he's started whining a lot and imitating Suzy's cry to get attention. He has also become uber attached to me. He ALWAYS wants to be with me, which is flattering, but not normal. He does not like me feeding Suzy at all. At the same time, he goes overboard giving her kisses on the head and acting like he really likes her and fake laughing when she is around. It makes me cry a lot to see him struggle so bad. And to be honest, I miss just having Noah and our old routine a lot too. I know it will get better in time, so for now, I'm just trying to give him as much attention as possible so he doesn't feel like he needs to act out for it.
- I don't know how people can have babies (esp C-section babies) without having a ton of help. I've also been thinking a lot about moms who give their babies up for adoption and have to deal with the pain of healing, but not have anything to show for it.
- I don't know how I will manage/function without my mom here next week. She has made every meal, cleaned my house, done laundry, helped with Suzy (including in the middle of the night- helping change diapers so I could feed her without having to get up), given Suzy and Noah baths, played with Noah, driven me around, gotten us way more groceries than we have ever even seen in our house at one time, etc. I'm so thankful for her.
- Nursing is going great this time around. It was awful, to be honest, with Noah. I never had my heart in it and always pumped so it never stopped hurting when I tried nursing him and I ran out of milk after 3 months. It's only been a week and a half this time and it already stopped hurting! And I have more than enough milk. I have a much better attitude about it.
- I am always starving. Must be the breastfeeding. But it's kind of nice to always be hungry when your mom is in town making delicious stuff all the time.
- I think I'm starting to ramble. Do I have any readers left? Enjoy the pictures. :)