Of course it is bittersweet, because that was the last real reminder of our time together in my womb. That's what connected us for 9 months. Luckily, I am also his new source of food, so the connection continues.
He is a hungry boy and tomorrow we go to the doctor for our two week check-up and I'm hoping he's back up to his original birth weight of 9 lbs. 5 oz. I'll keep you posted what his new stats are.
Today, I also had a dose of reality. I was at home alone with Connor and I got the big idea to clean our bathroom. Connor was sleeping so I figured it was a good time. Well, just as I was finishing up, Connor wakes up and starts fussing. I had all the stuff we have on our countertop on the floor, so I needed to still put that away. At first I was trying (and sort of failing) to put stuff back with one arm as I held Connor in the other. But since he still needs neck support, this was not really working and it was taking forever. So I bit the bullet and laid Connor back down, assuming he would cry, and he did. In my rush to finish up the bathroom, I dropped a salt scrub that then spilled on the floor. Now, I need to sweep and vaccuum this up. As I pick up Connor and get the vaccuum cleaner, the phone rings. I couldn't help but laugh and it just made me realize what life with an infant can really be like. All was well within minutes, but for those moments before, it was a little bit like chaos. Oh goodness.
Connor continues to impress us. He had a rough night a few nights ago, but since then, he has done really well. He's eating well and even letting me rest a bit at night. I think slowly but surely we are getting to know each other. It's such a learning experience. I'm loving it.
Enjoying a yummy pasta dinner and one of my first glasses of wine in my new "Mommy's Sippy Cup" wine glass.
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