Well, we did it! in Das Book
- Sept. 12, 2019, 4:34 p.m.
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We made the baby and now he is here.
He is just over a month old. His name is Felix.
I know it is a trope but it is just true that my heart aches with love for him.
I don’t know that he is an easy baby or a difficult one. Sometimes he cries for an hour or so until we hit upon just the right assemblage of bouncing and swaying and singing to soothe him to sleep.
I suspect we keep him awake longer than we should and that he becomes overtired and then the world is just too painful for him to relax in. Unless he is bouncing and momma is singing or daddy is patting him on the diaper just right but the moment any of those things stop all bets are off!
Breastfeeding is one of the most difficult things I have ever done. I expected to feel like I have to do it all the time, and as if I don’t have time or my body to myself, which is all true, but I don’t really want my time or body to myself at all, am so very glad and grateful and pleased and honored to share it with him. I did not, however, expect the extreme pain of the first three weeks. The subsequent ever-present discomfort I’m now in. Being covered in milk all the time. What a wild freaking ride.
Telstar ⋅ September 15, 2019
Having a kid is like having a Mercedes automobile.
Once you have one, there's nothing better.
Now we've have a kid and a Mercedes. But the kid is much more expensive.