Super Mama

My MIL got me a very cute baby book for my son. I filled out all the pre-baby/pregnancy stuff no problem because I didn't have much else to do in my third trimester.

I've been trying to keep up with it which has been going okay. Given my little one is only 7 weeks old, I haven't had enough time to fall too far behind.

I can already tell it will be a miracle if I manage to finish his first year, let alone make it through the whole book which goes to age 5.

What's funny is as a first-time parent you tell yourself that you plan on having a baby book for each kid, but by time you get to that second kid you don't even bother.

I love being my baby boy's comfort zone. My son has bonded very well with his Daddy, but I'm still the one to step in if he's having trouble calming down.

True, I have the magic milk-boobs and that certainly helps.

But even so, something about the way he will fall asleep snug in my arms. It's amazing.

But I'm probably overthinking it.

He's fed, he's growing, he sleeps peacefully, he doesn't cry often.

I hope I'm doing a good job. I want to be my best for him.

He's only 6 weeks old, so as long as his diaper is fresh and his tummy is full...

I sing him songs. He gets his tummy time. We cuddle often.

I hope I'm meeting all of his needs to the fullest.

I'm about 5 weeks postpartum and up to this point I've saved errands for days when my husband has been home to go with me. I hadn't ventured out on my own yet because I'd been recovering from my c-section and I have been a little nervous about how it would go. However, I can't hide forever and only practice will make me more comfortable with it.

So today - we made our first mommy and me trip! We went to Target. Unfortunately, the shopping trip was a dud. They had nothing I needed so, of course, I left with everything I didn't 😁 But our first outing went well! Timing worked out great and he ended up sleeping through most of it 🙂 I really liked using the ring-sling carrier so my hands were free and I could keep him close to me. Bonus is that no one is likely to try to touch your baby when you're wearing them.

All those days I used to spend sleeping. And I mean entire days. Or those many Saturdays of rolling out of bed at 2pm. Especially when I was struggling with my depression and infertility, I would sleep the hours away just avoiding consciousness.

Now, I wish I could take all the hours of sleep I logged pre-baby and apply them now. If only I could simply deduct some of my sleep hours from the sleep bank and, without losing time, add them to my current day so I could move forward feeling fairly well rested.

Oh, my delicious coffee

How you awaken my soul

When the mornings start so early

You can never be too bold

Oh, my reheated coffee

I'll get to you when I can

I wish I had more appendages

So I could keep you close at hand

Oh, my reliable coffee

Thank for helping my day begin

You keep me fueled through it all