But life with a new born (after becoming a baby loss parent) is a challenge. And NO SLEEP is something like nothing else. But NO SLEEP + CONSTANT WORRY YOUR CHILD WILL DIE IF YOU SLEEP... WHEN YOU SLEEP = a whole different kind of exhausted.
I am so happy he is here and wouldn't change a thing about my new life with Theodore.
And tonight, we turned a corner in bathing this little fella. After 2 attempts in bathroom set up's that had us fumbling with a crying baby... to a sponge bath attempt that went SO WRONG and gave us a VERY unhappy baby... we finally got it down tonight, and Theo loved his bath. And my heart finally felt calm about getting this kid clean!
skin to skin with mom after a light snack
big stretches with dad
hair washed - taking like a champ!
doing SO WELL in the water
a bit of an air dry
getting dressed is NO BIG DEAL!
fresh and clean baby
rootin' for some boob!
a quick chat with mom
mission accomplished! fuzzy haired and fed ... ready to enjoy the night!
out cold with dad <3
NB: He pee'd through his diaper as I was composing this last night... probably my fault... didn't have his stuff pointed the right way. Had to change his EVERYTHING after getting so darn clean. Pee'd through his change of clothes and discovered it at his 3AM feed. MADE FOR AN UPSET MOMMY BECAUSE I HAD HIS THING POINTED DOWN, SO WHAT THE HELL??!? I guess there's something about getting clean that brings on the probability of all dirty errors.