Is it bad that I haven’t posted yet today?  Or that I only posted ONCE yesterday (yeah, by the way, don’t be expecting another post today)?   This is highly unusual around here, lately.  Such limited postings.  I feel a little bad about that.  But you know how life at home with a newborn is.  Disappears in the blink of an eye and suddenly it’s six o’clock and dinner is almost ready and holy COW where did the day go?  Oh yeah.  I look down and see something similar to this:

^{You can’t tell, but she just soiled her britches}

Holding babies tends to take up a lot of time, I’ve found out.  And when I’m not holding babies, then I’m going BACK to Walmart to retrieve the prescription we dropped off last night but couldn’t pick up last night because the pharmacy was closing.  Or I’m pumping from the right boob which had blisters on it several days ago but those have popped and are all bleedy and scabby now (TMI?  Too late…) and trying to nurse Evie on that side was akin to torture via blinding pain.  Or I’m nursing Evie on the left side and she’s the sort that likes to take her merry sweet time.

Whew.  But, so far so good.  Last night went pretty well, actually.  I had a hard time feeding Evie at bedtime (see above re: right boob) so Kile took an early first shift.  And for whatever reason, he stayed up for two hours with her.  I know she wasn’t awake during that whole time.  So I suspect the both of them fell asleep in his recliner in which case he totally does NOT get credit for being up with her for two hours.  But anyhow.  She woke up at 4, which was a nice stretch.  I sat up and tried to nurse the right side (AIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!) and then, because I’m stupid, I thought she was probably happy with that as she was dozing.  Of course, she waited until I had her swaddled and back in her bassinet to wake up and smack her lips for more.  I gave her the left side and that seemed to polish her off.  Of course, I was nearly a zombie at this point (it took her a little more than an hour to get all the above accomplished) so I was naughty and just laid her next to me in the bed.  She was out for the count and we all snoozed (well, Evie and I snoozed, Kile snored) until about 6 or so and Kile got up with her while I took another two hours that felt like BLISS.

My incision was really bothering me last night.  I’m sure the trip to Walmart didn’t really help (as it started to burn something fierce about halfway through the store).  I was very stiff this morning, sore, ugh.  I’m thinking this c-section recovery might be a touch tougher.  I’m still bleeding on the one side, not a whole lot, but enough to be annoying.  The nurse warned me about this and cautioned me against aggravating it.  I think I just suffer from “Too Many C-Sections”.

Anyhow.  That’s the hap around these parts.  Tomorrow we will be going to MOPS.  And Babies R Us.  And lunch… somewhere.  And now I’ll leave you with some pictures. Wish us luck for a Swell Second Night!

^{All wide awake and ready to leave the hospital}

^{She must like car rides because this is what she was doing when get home}

^{All tucked in for our first night at home. (what, is that like the ONLY HAT we have for the poor child?)}