Zoe is three weeks old today, and I feel like time is really flying! In honor of this new milestone, I thought I’d outline a few thoughts about Zoe and being a parent…
-Best thing: the look on Zoe’s face after she eats. It’s one-part Yoda and one-part princess, and it’s totally cute.
-Worst thing: trying to get Zoe to stop screaming on those rare accounts that she does. It’s not always clear what she wants, and it can be very trying.
-Best moment: a tie between meeting Zoe for the first time (at delivery), watching Q roll Zoe’s bassinet into our hospital room (a few hours after delivery), and (a few days later) finding out Zoe’s platelet count was way high and she could come home.
-Worst moment: a tie between first learning Zoe’s platelet count was low (and she wouldn’t be coming home on schedule), and bursting into tears as Zoe got her blood taken by her pediatrician for the first time and started wailing. (At the hospital, they drew blood from her foot – but now, her doctor goes for the arm. Ouch.)
-Moment I really felt like a parent: a tie between being thrown up on for the first time, and (see above) bursting into tears when Zoe got her blood taken by her pediatrician for the first time. It was so hard to see this little one in so much pain, and poor Q wound up having to comfort both of us!
-Thing I did that I’d read in all the books I’d do: periodically check on Zoe to make sure she’s breathing. At least once a day, I think, “Is she okay??” and I make sure her chest is moving.
-Best advice: a tie between being told that life after baby would be total chaos (and it’s best to just embrace it all), and being told to consider staying at home with the baby a new full-time job. Reminding myself that taking care of Zoe is *work* – and might not always be so easy – has been somewhat comforting to me.
-Worst advice: Luckily, we haven’t gotten much.
-Thing that no one tells you: a tie between the fact that babies are VERY loud when they’re falling asleep (Zoe often sounds like she’s choking to death; I almost had a heart attack the first time I heard her hacking and gasping away), the fact that most of my clothes and Zoe’s clothes would wind up smelling like milk, and the fact that I could spend *hours* staring at my kid’s sweet little face.
-Cliche that has proven true: You really DO forget about the pain after you have the baby. (I always scoffed at moms – including my own – who used to tell me that.)
-Thing that has taken me most by surprise: How quickly I took to Zoe. I’ve only known her for three weeks, and I just can’t get enough of her. (And, again, I’m not even a baby person!)
-M