I forgot just how much work babies are.
They are always wanting to nurse and be held. Fortunately, there are always lots of volunteers. For the holding, that is. For the nursing, I’m on my own.
I forgot just how much longer it takes to get out the door with a baby. We’ve had lots of appointments, with regular check-ups with our midwife, plus bilirubin follow-ups, and I think we’ve been on time for one of them.
I forgot just how sleep deprived one gets with a new baby. And how that affects everything else.
But it’s worth it.
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He is adorable. So sweet, I just want to squeeze him! I can totally relate to your post today:)
What an adorable boy. I can see you both in him already.
I completely agree. I just had my second child (an adorable little boy) and I keep thinking he is so much more work than my first child–but I can’t actually remember much about her first month. So, I supposed I was just as sleep deprived and just can’t remember! I have lots of stories about the torture and delight of newborns at my blog… http://istherezucchiniinthis.blogspot.com/ .