These are some pics of the early days.
The first two weeks I feel are the ones that are a mixture of being overjoyed and overwhelmed out of your mind. Here you are, with a new little life to love. A little life that has NO CLUE of what a schedule is, needs to be fed, changed, burped, held and burped some more.
I've been doing this a month now and it's no biggie. But, at first it was THE hardest thing. Sleep deprivation class 1o1? Um, missed that one, wished I would have taken it though. And my dear, loved and fellow females that are sporting the bump...please, take to heart what everyone tells you-SLEEP and REST. Especially in your 3rd lap around the track. When your belly ticker is starting to run out and you are due any day-sleep as much as is freakingly possible. You will be more equipped and your battery more charged for the days ahead. I wish I had really taken to heart that advice. Those days are amazing, truly, but...you still will greatly benefit from rest.Ok. I'm done preaching. ;)
I thought it would be fun to take a look at how far I've come in the sleep department.
(Remember, I had about 3 hours of sleep all together the 2 days before I went into labor. Which lasted 43 hours...so, I was pretty wiped out.)
Nap after our first trip out of the house. Mommy was exhausted.
I passed out in this position...it's true. Let's just say I had a pretty extreme indention on the side of my face.
Káel now sleeps like a champ...for the most part. ;)
I will say, we get much better sleep now and it's great. We are in a pretty steady routine and I'm six weeks into recovery, so it's much easier on the nights where sleep is lacking. I'm sitting here in bed-desperately wanting to go to sleep but, so tired I can't fall into a dream. Thus, this post.
I'll just listen to the gentle, sweet cooing of my wee little dude as he dreams and I'll smile...ah, somebody is waking up...feeding time.
Sleep, where art thou?