Holy Crap, I’m A Mom…
So after a long, complicated labor on January 16, I’m a mom. It’s a different animal, especially with my husband still gone, and for all the exhaustion, frustration and sleep deprivation, I gotta say, I think I’ll keep her.
We’ve been getting the hang of things, a lot of one step forward, two back, but I did get the dishes done the other day and I finally got the trash taken out after a car ride induced nap this afternoon. I secretly wonder if letting her nap in a room where Celebrity Rehab is on in the back ground will be detrimental in the long run, and think maybe I should read to her or something. Newborns are weird. I mean, how exactly do you interact with one? We snuggle and I talk at her. A lot of this talking includes “But mommy really needs to sleep, Bunny!” or “Oh, man, my food just finished heating up, won’t you let me eat?” But sometimes it’s chit chat full of giggles and kisses, because dammit, she’s cute.
I also noticed that when she is fussy in the car, the three songs guaranteed to soothe her are “Back in Black” and “You Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC and “Haven’t Met You Yet” by Michael Buble. I’m not sure if I’ve done something terribly wrong or terribly right in that respect, but hey–it works, right?
Susan said,
February 15, 2010 at 12:21 am
congratulations, Renee! so happy to hear your updates. the kisses and snuggles are so sweet!