I guess that's why they call it the blues
Elton John nailed it with the title of this song...maybe he was referring to the early days of pregnancy and the baby blues. I knew I'd be a little weepy, but when movie night came around, I thought a light-hearted movie called "Sex and the City" might be fun. Instead I cried all the way through it. The happy funny parts I cried and of course the sad men-bashing sections I cried. Will shook his head in awe and said "Baby, its Sex and the City - this is funny" - but of course he gave me a hug and told me it was okay. Wow - hormones make you goofy. Or goofier in my case.
In general things have been going well but I usually have a cry for no reason between 5-6pm. Well I shouldn't say for no reason. Who knew watching Larry King could have the same effect as Sex and the City - then again, with the state of the economy, who wouldn't cry. :) Last night was a little rough - the kid must be going through a growth spurt because he was eating pretty much non-stop yesterday and wouldn't take longer than a 40 minute nap. Since I usually do night duty and with sleep deprivation in full swing I kept thinking I was doing something wrong. So we called Patty to come over to remind us of simple things -like the kid needs to eat and it is okay and it is ok to give him a bottle of breastmilk. The realization that every baby is different and there are no set rules or right or wrong and I can't do everything became very clear this morning after a good night's sleep (Will did night duty last night and agreed it was tough!) Wow I'm glad I have him around to help.
I also realize that I need to start getting out a little more - we have been doing short morning walks, but I think an afternoon walk might help as well...I don't know how the Chinese do it staying inside for 30 days. Its only been 11 and we've been out several times already and it feels good and Finn LOVES his stroller - or should I say that we LOVE this stroller - he usually falls asleep with in a few minutes of us going out, it's lightweight, can steer it with one hand and it turns on a dime! Will and I actually have to "call dibs" on who will be the one pushing the stroller.
Ok - Count Poopypants is waking up - so need to go. :)
Next up - first doctor's appointment later today to see how big he has gotten!