Day 1 With My Newborn Baby

Blog 1: A Day-by-Day Look at the First Month with Your Newborn

We just pulled out of the parking lot with this tiny, perfect little angel. Is the car seat secured properly? I’m not really sure…thank goodness I decided to sit in the backseat next to her so I can watch her closely. She’s so perfect…those tiny little fingers and her adorable little baby toes. She has blue eyes, so I wonder if they will stay blue…? Look at her fuzzy little head – she’s nearly as bald as a cue ball! I just want to get her home so I can snuggle her again and smell her newborn scent. We sure do make perfect little babies…

However, man, am I exhausted! I am sore in places and I have no idea why. Why do my legs hurt? I hope I don’t have to pee on the way home, the stitches on my bottom are uncomfortable and I am not sure I have bladder control anymore. I don’t want to look down there, like ever again. So much for those silly kegels…… This first month with a newborn is going to prove to be more physically demanding than I ever imagined!

My little perfect bundle of joy….she’s crying now. What do I do? Should I tell him to stop the car? ‘It’s ok baby girl, we’re almost home’ I whisper to her. Maybe she’s hungry again. She didn’t get to eat much the whole 9 months since I was so sick. I had no idea hyperemesis gravidarum was even a thing. Gah! I am finally hungry again myself – for the first time in as long as I can remember. ‘Ok sweet baby, let’s get you home to eat’. Thank goodness we’re home and inside the house. ‘Shhhhh little one. Mommy is getting the boob out for you now’.

My Body, This Battlefield I Barely Recognize

‘What a good little nurser you are!’ You seem to know exactly what to do….oh. Ok. You don’t want the boob? Ok baby. Momma isn’t sure what you need. Your diaper is dry. You don’t want the boob…do you need something else? I don’t know what to do for you honey…ugh. Maybe I don’t have any milk or colostrum for you yet. Ok, let’s go tell daddy we need to do something different….’

That First Stirring of Panic: When Instinct Isn’t Enough

I can’t believe I am crying right now, what is wrong with me? I need sleep because I can barely hold my head up. My baby is still crying…I think it’s time for formula. But it’s 114am! Ok, I think it’s time to get some formula. (Off we go at 135am to Meijer grocery for formula)

Finally, home, it’s 215am so now let’s see if baby will take this formula. Maybe she will feel better with a full belly. Ok, here you go sweet baby. That’s it! Ok good job! Oh. Ok, so I guess she’s just tired. She took about 1-2mL and that’s it! We drove all the way to the store and after all that, that’s all she took?

Oh my gosh everything hurts and I haven’t eaten since…since I have no idea when. I’m exhausted so I’m going to just lay down here next to baby and…..