life is rough and demanding but getting easier. it's onlycuz i'm such a slacker that i feel this way.i keep going to these race analogies... before (and still) i wasfeeling like there are hurdles, and i keep not jumping/running into them. it mademe question my maternal abilities. aggghhh. really, as long as he'shealthy it's all good. sometimes i wish i had a doula or someone whoknows babies around. i get scared of doing something wrong, ya know?though i could also see myself not liking the interference, too. i'mso hard to please :b it's been a month with not so much adult interaction and i find myself feeling lonely and missing work. i didn't see that one coming. ;)
the other analogy is a marathon. though i'm not sure where the end is.. is it 8 weeks? 12? 16? 24? one year? 18 years? it's thetiredness talking, i think. one day at a time, ooj.
also, my breasts are disproportionately.... just call me the-short-chick-with-the-ta-tas. eeps.
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it will get easier hun. Once he's sleeping all night. At 6 mos old they start getting fun. They can usually sit, start cooing etc. Emily was a VERY hard maintenance 'entertainment' baby. I had to change what she was doing every 15-20 mins when she was awake. UGH! And by 3 mos old she didn't want to lay down. You get inventive what you do.
Do you have a swing? If not, MUST get one. It is your best friend!!!! I used to stuff Emily in a travel feeding seat, and she would like to reach for toys on the tray. I got an exersaucer at like... 5 mos old. Stuff her into that with a big pillow under her feet so her legs weren't hanging. You'll figure it out. First time mom jitters. :)
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