What you do when you’re home alone with The BabyApril 27th, 2006 @ 12:05 pm
The King is in Arizona for his best friends wedding. When he booked his plane ticket almost 9 months ago, he didn’t think leaving me and The Baby would be that hard.
Fast forward to Wednesday morning and him freaking out about being away for two nights. He kept assuring me that this was harder on him than me. I think I believe him.
The Baby and I have been having a great time. We slept in yesterday morning and even made muffins. Then we went out shopping (hello, new jeans for me and snazzy gold flip flops from Old Navy) and for a little walk with some of my girlfriends.
On our way back to my apartment, we witnessed a horrible car crash right in front of my building. The most horrible part of it was when the woman who was hit jumped out of her car and ran to the back seat to get her little baby out of it’s car seat. The baby was fine. But it really scared me. I haven’t had to worry about things like my own baby before. It made things a little more real.
We stuck around the scene and gave our statements to the police. The driver of the car looked like he had had a heart attack and passed out before he lost control. Very scary.
It was all very Law & Order. That part was cool. And the part about the baby being safe was also cool.
The King is having a lovely time in Arizona. He’s the best man, so he is busy doing the wedding thing, and swimming in the pool at the hotel. But I know he’d still rather be here with us.
And I sort of feel like The Baby misses his Dad.
I’m getting much better at getting up in the middle of the night to feed The Baby. This is a good thing, since I didn’t like being on the verge the first few nights. Last night I swear he even smiled at me.
(The smile could have been after a huge spit up and a pure reaction to that. Or it could have been because he loves me so much. It was hard to tell.)
(The cheap ass dial up we have in our apartment is a joke. And so today I packed up The Baby and we are using the computer in the apartment lobby. It’s usually taken, but apparently the middle of the day on a Thursday is prime time for NO ON to be on the computer. Thank goodness, because there is no way I could check my over 300 e-mails on dial up. And really, no way I can check them on high speed either. But a girl can dream.)
Thanks to all the comments and well wishes. Seriously. You guys make me feel so much better about being a Mom. Thanks for the support (and for reminding me how freakin cute this kid is!)
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Updated to add:
Oh, I know how lucky I am with the breastfeeding. And that’s all it is, luck. I can take no credit. And I don’t even think The Baby can take any credit.
My Sweet Babboo · The King · Apartment living
Sarah
said,
April 27, 2006 at 12:38 pm
Awwww, you baby spits up because he loves you! There is some definite bonding going on.
Did the baby do any old navy shopping?
Frema
said,
April 27, 2006 at 12:38 pm
You are doing such a wonderful job! I don’t know how many first-time mothers would be so willing to incorporate their baby into normal, everyday activities so quickly, especially ones who just had major surgery. You are my new role model.
Mrs. Ca
said,
April 27, 2006 at 1:09 pm
It seems to be going so well! I’m so happy for you, and glad to hear you’re enjoying your days alone with the little man.
Kristin
said,
April 27, 2006 at 1:43 pm
Wow, I am impressed! I didn’t want to leave the house until Logan was at least 4 weeks old or older. But I’m a homebody to begin with.
I’m glad you two are having fun & doing well, even without Dad.
Lisa
said,
April 27, 2006 at 2:28 pm
YOu are doing WAY better than I was that first 10 days. I was all, “You CAN’T LEAVE ME!” when Marc went back to work. And he was all, “Honey, at some point I have to go to work again so we can all eat.”
Christar
said,
April 27, 2006 at 3:05 pm
Sounds like you’re doing a great job! And your husband sounds absolutely wonderful. You’re very lucky to have such a great guy! Not to mention how lucky you are to have such an adorable baby!
Avorie
said,
April 27, 2006 at 4:50 pm
Oh, I cannot imagine having to do everything myself with a brand new newborn.
You’re amazing!!!
Whitney
said,
April 27, 2006 at 7:08 pm
My head might have exploded if my husband had to leave me alone with our newborn. Seriously.
janet
said,
April 27, 2006 at 8:47 pm
you sound so sane and normal and rational…like we should all just go out and get knocked up already! and you are even still cute and witty too! isabel = supermom!
DeAnn
said,
April 28, 2006 at 12:17 am
I’m so glad you and the little guy are surviving alone.
And also, take credit for the breast feeding success because everyone will totally blame you when things DON’T go right! So take the credit when they do, before it’s too late!
;)
Jezer
said,
April 28, 2006 at 6:23 am
I am So. Impressed.
Really.
You are rocking the Mommyhood!
lizziep901
said,
April 28, 2006 at 6:57 am
I knew you would be awesome at this. You sound like you are adjusting so well and I am so proud of you! (Do I sound like your mom?? cuz I feel like I do.) Kisses for you and The Baby.
SortaBlonde
said,
April 28, 2006 at 7:19 am
It sounds like you are doing SO well. It makes me feel a lot better, and a LOT less nervous about what I have in store for me! The Baby K sounds like a total sweetheart in addition to being an absolute cutie.
Kristin
said,
April 28, 2006 at 7:25 am
I had good luck with the breastfeeding too, and a little guilt that so many other women have such a hard time.
It’s sure nice when it happens easily, one less thing to worry about.
goldmoon
said,
April 28, 2006 at 8:11 am
I’m sure hubby misses his wife and baby very much. But hey, a nice pool always helps ease the pain : )
Liza
said,
April 28, 2006 at 10:29 am
Congrats on how well it’s going so far! That’s great.
Chas
said,
April 28, 2006 at 10:44 am
That’s gotta be hard for your husband. I’m sure baby misses his daddy.
Stuart
said,
April 28, 2006 at 1:05 pm
Congrats on the successful breast feeding. My Bride had all sort of issues with Boy #1. She actually had to go to school. Breast feeding 101 or some such at the hospital. It was so bad, she took an incomplete and went back to her room which is where I found her, Boy #1 on her lap and a boob hanging out of her hospital gown. Crying. Hard. She was babbling about having such large breasts, yet, they appeared defective, and, what was the point if they didn’t even work right. It was quite traumatic then, but funny now. Finally the Elder Boy figured it out and properly latched, and well, now he’s a crazy 4 year old who doesn’t appear to screwed up…then again, it might be to early to tell?
something blue
said,
April 28, 2006 at 5:56 pm
New jeans always make me happy. I hate witnessing accidents but am glad that everyone is ok.
I’m sure that baby does love you very much. You are his world!