another brief update
Jul. 2nd, 2003 10:10 amClick for a fairly random assortment of baby pix. We have tons more, but I just picked out a few for starters.
Things are going pretty well. The baby has gained a lot of weight and is eating like a truck driver, as one of my friends put it, whatever that means. ;) We aren't getting much sleep and occasionally it trips me up, like last night when I found myself envisioning all kinds of horrible things that could happen to him, and then I couldn't stop crying, and it was a bad scene. I ended up having to take some Ambien (sleeping pill) to make myself go to sleep. I honestly believe that we would be dead, literally dead, by now if not for my mom. She has been taking such care of us, even taking the overnight shift with the baby even though it's the one time (between about midnight and 3am) when he seems completely incapable of sleeping, and she's a complete zombie at work, but she's doing it so that I can get a little extra sleep and not be dead. Literally, dead. I mean it.
I just finished reading Anne Lamott's Operating Instructions, which is her journal of single motherhood for the first year of her son's life, and it left me with such mixed feelings. I feel jealous because she writes about it with such wit and profundity; guilty because it reminds me that I would love to be writing down a little bit each day about what Isaac is doing; smug because she has angst over being thrust into single motherhood whereas I chose it; jealous again because she had such a great support system; relieved because her kid has terrible colic and Isaac seems okay in that department (*knock wood*); and lots of other stuff. But it was a really good book to read, fulfilling in some way, and I didn't even mind all her talk about God because she's not preachy or obnoxious about it, and she does it with humor.
Anyway, I digress; my point being that we're doing okay despite the occasional rough patch and the not sleeping at night and the loopiness from sleep deprivation. I also have tons, tons of guilt and angst over the idea of putting him in daycare a couple months from now, but I'm trying to ostrich that for now. Sigh.
Things are going pretty well. The baby has gained a lot of weight and is eating like a truck driver, as one of my friends put it, whatever that means. ;) We aren't getting much sleep and occasionally it trips me up, like last night when I found myself envisioning all kinds of horrible things that could happen to him, and then I couldn't stop crying, and it was a bad scene. I ended up having to take some Ambien (sleeping pill) to make myself go to sleep. I honestly believe that we would be dead, literally dead, by now if not for my mom. She has been taking such care of us, even taking the overnight shift with the baby even though it's the one time (between about midnight and 3am) when he seems completely incapable of sleeping, and she's a complete zombie at work, but she's doing it so that I can get a little extra sleep and not be dead. Literally, dead. I mean it.
I just finished reading Anne Lamott's Operating Instructions, which is her journal of single motherhood for the first year of her son's life, and it left me with such mixed feelings. I feel jealous because she writes about it with such wit and profundity; guilty because it reminds me that I would love to be writing down a little bit each day about what Isaac is doing; smug because she has angst over being thrust into single motherhood whereas I chose it; jealous again because she had such a great support system; relieved because her kid has terrible colic and Isaac seems okay in that department (*knock wood*); and lots of other stuff. But it was a really good book to read, fulfilling in some way, and I didn't even mind all her talk about God because she's not preachy or obnoxious about it, and she does it with humor.
Anyway, I digress; my point being that we're doing okay despite the occasional rough patch and the not sleeping at night and the loopiness from sleep deprivation. I also have tons, tons of guilt and angst over the idea of putting him in daycare a couple months from now, but I'm trying to ostrich that for now. Sigh.
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Date: 2003-07-02 08:32 am (UTC)YOu'll be ok, sweetie. And yay for your mother!
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Date: 2003-07-02 11:48 am (UTC)chickpea's aunt is a BIT nutty...
Date: 2003-07-02 05:16 pm (UTC)good luck and sweet dreams, lady. -sk
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Date: 2003-07-02 08:00 pm (UTC)You sound like a good first time mother, and you're doing great.
Aww.
Date: 2003-07-03 02:24 am (UTC)Sci-Fi Boy indeed. :-)
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Date: 2003-07-03 03:03 am (UTC)**huggles to ya all!**
I wish I lived closer, I'd swing by and help you out. ;) Watch the chickpea for a bit while both you and the Mom got some sleep time hehe.
My broodiness lives through you. ;D
wench
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Date: 2003-07-03 11:24 am (UTC)