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Linus week 2
Linus is doing well. The circumcision now looks like it should look, and he's on a fairly tight schedule, eating predictably at 3 hours on the nose. He hates changing and sprays mom and dad regularly, though we're getting better at avoiding the shower.
We took a lovely walk on Sunday, just around the campus. He road in the sling without comment, until lunch-time. I'm getting stronger and less prone to bleeding, so the nicer weather on these in-between days is making me feel a little better about being stuck home for these months. I'm still not ultra-thrilled with not sleeping, but that's to be expected. He's still reverse-timed, sleeping most of the day very peacefully and then fussing at night. but really, not all that bad. and, the big news is that he's sleeping in his bassinet, so i can actually rest for an hour and a half at a time, when he's not being fussy.
poor kid got most of my bad features, recessive chin and puffy cheeks. it's ameliorated by the cute dimple (from J's dad i think). otherwise he looks almost exactly like J's baby pictures. im not there at all. he did get my hands, which, though liney and old-lady-like, have long fingers, good for playing music, should his ear be up to it. and to my joy, he got his father's lips. you can't really see them in this picture, but they'll be full and shapely.
as to me, im recuperating. the worst of the hemorroids are over (i had no idea they'd be so bad!) and im not bleeding so much. ive started going up and down stairs, though slowly, and i can carry a little more than i was before. nursing is tough, as expected. he's got the hang of it for the most part, but the ladies hurt something fierce.
what they say about breastfeeding is true. it's the easiest diet ever! im eating everything in sight, and have managed to be 144 pounds this morning, 5 pounds from my starting weight. of course my starting weight was a little heavier than normal, but one step at a time, right? so ive lost 20 pounds in the last two weeks. crazy. im all gelatinous though, really yucky. im starting slowly, with kegels and pregnancy floor exercises. im guessing the real progress will come with walking, which i hope to do much of. after my sunday walk, i think i should be able to venture a little further and faster than i have been.
We took a lovely walk on Sunday, just around the campus. He road in the sling without comment, until lunch-time. I'm getting stronger and less prone to bleeding, so the nicer weather on these in-between days is making me feel a little better about being stuck home for these months. I'm still not ultra-thrilled with not sleeping, but that's to be expected. He's still reverse-timed, sleeping most of the day very peacefully and then fussing at night. but really, not all that bad. and, the big news is that he's sleeping in his bassinet, so i can actually rest for an hour and a half at a time, when he's not being fussy.
poor kid got most of my bad features, recessive chin and puffy cheeks. it's ameliorated by the cute dimple (from J's dad i think). otherwise he looks almost exactly like J's baby pictures. im not there at all. he did get my hands, which, though liney and old-lady-like, have long fingers, good for playing music, should his ear be up to it. and to my joy, he got his father's lips. you can't really see them in this picture, but they'll be full and shapely.
as to me, im recuperating. the worst of the hemorroids are over (i had no idea they'd be so bad!) and im not bleeding so much. ive started going up and down stairs, though slowly, and i can carry a little more than i was before. nursing is tough, as expected. he's got the hang of it for the most part, but the ladies hurt something fierce.
what they say about breastfeeding is true. it's the easiest diet ever! im eating everything in sight, and have managed to be 144 pounds this morning, 5 pounds from my starting weight. of course my starting weight was a little heavier than normal, but one step at a time, right? so ive lost 20 pounds in the last two weeks. crazy. im all gelatinous though, really yucky. im starting slowly, with kegels and pregnancy floor exercises. im guessing the real progress will come with walking, which i hope to do much of. after my sunday walk, i think i should be able to venture a little further and faster than i have been.
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I read several years ago that a human evolutionary trick is for babies to start out looking more like their fathers, the idea being that a mother always knows the kid is hers, but if the father sees "himself" in the kid, this reinforces paternity and he will then engage in protective behavior. It's certainly proven true in William's case; he looked like a carbon copy (but blond/blue eyes) of me until he was 18 months old or so, and now he looks pretty much 50/50, I'd say.
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sending my love!
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