Postpartum Life

It's been 4 weeks since the little man reluctantly joined us earthside. How's it going? Well, newborns are a lot of work, duh, but to be perfectly honest, it's been pretty blissful. Not having the feeding issues that we had the first time around helps, as well as being used to the 24-hour childcare thing - I don't expect "free time" at the moment, and so I don't miss it. I've leaned more heavily on my partner this time, because, simply, I've needed to. And again, with feeding going well, it's very clear what I can and can't do by myself.

Some things have been easier than I expected, like bath time, other things much harder, like getting everyone dressed and out of the house. I've accepted a little more screen time in our day: she used to have none, on an average weekday, and now she might have an hour while I tidy up and make dinner. I'm not proud of this one either, but I stocked up on some paper plates to use when I need to keep things simple. I'm getting through my freezer stash, which turned out to be a good investment. For example, I defrosted some homemade cookies when we had some guests coming over. This morning I had a rye and peanut butter waffle. Woman cannot live on cold cereal alone. 

I'm more aware this time of how very quickly this phase will pass, as well. In a few short months he'll be sitting up, crawling, eating solids. Spring is just around the corner, and by summer he will be a different baby. It's amazing, and terrifying. Nothing keeps you present like being unbelievably busy with children; my husband will ask 'what do you want to do today?', and my answer is usually that I'm hoping to fit a shower in. 

Some photo evidence:

Multitasking. Look how big he is! Two weeks old here. 

I've managed a few simultaneous naps, but lately one seems to wake up right after the other goes to sleep. Hmm. 

Screen time.

Paper plates. And mess. On her plate is a waffle from the freezer and a kiwi. In her mouth is a sock. 

Cuteness.

More cuteness.