I probably wont be blogging too much next week, as my parents will be arriving for a week and a half long visit on Sunday night. But I might find some time. Who knows. It's not like they're going to actually let me hold my baby the whole time they're here :)
Just getting ready to feed the baby, again, before we head out to the hospital for a quick check-up for me. I haven't taken Ethan out of the house by myself yet, and I haven't driven anywhere in close to a month, so this will be an adventure. Hopefully he'll be in a sleepy stage and not a screaming-for-food stage.
It's kind of weird- today is 2 weeks since Ethan was born, and I just cant help thinking back to the events of 2 weeks ago and being a little sad. Which is strange, because I was never one with a real idea of how I wanted labor to go. My real birth plan was "go to hospital, bring home baby." Which didn't actually happen on one of the two hospital stays, but in the end it came true. I'm not sure why I'm sad. Maybe just because it was such a long process and because we had so many problems. I'm still a little irrationally upset that Daniel and I both missed the birth- that we didn't get that moment of excitement when the baby finally is pushed out. Truth is, it's really a lot better that Daniel wasn't in the room for the c-section, since they had so much trouble with it, and I wouldn't have wanted to be awake for it either. But still, we missed the birth of our baby. The first thing I remember is the nurses waking me up and saying "look, there's your son" and feeling a huge sense of confusion as to what they were talking about. I know things worked out for the best, and in the end Ethan and I were both safe and healthy, and that's what should matter. Maybe I just need to be a little sad for a while.
We're slowly reintegrating ourselves into normal life. Yesterday we went for a walk at the Seattle Center with my friend. Tomorrow we're planning a trip to Target (need more diapers!) and we're tentatively planning to go to church on Sunday. The main issue is not actually Ethan, it's that I'm not good enough at feeding him to do it in public, and I start leaking after about 2 hours, so our outings are limited on time for now. Hopefully we'll get those things figured out soon! I know I feel a lot better emotionally when I'm not stuck inside the condo 24-7.
Okay, time to go feed the munchkin. I hope you all have a fabulous weekend and that the weather isn't too horribly hot where you are. It's gorgeous here- come visit Seattle!