I can't believe Eli is a week old already. The lack of sleep is no joke, but manageable for the most part. Neither NJhusband nor I is good at the whole "sleep when the baby sleeps" thing, but I imagine after awhile you get so exhausted that you just flop over when he falls asleep.
We had our first outing to the pediatrician and patted ourselves on the back for not being late the first time out with the baby. We even managed to get to my follow-up doctor's appointment to get my staples removed EARLY, but no worries, we have no visions of grandeur that our on time streak will continue.
NJhusband is home for three weeks which is a GODSEND. He has taken over 90% of Eli's needs. I am still recovering from the c-section and find it hard to hold Eli for long periods and am restricted from driving, bending and lifting. The restrictions and likely some residual hormones cause me to have meltdowns at least once a day that "OMG I'm a terrible mother who can't hold her child" so there is a fair bit of time spent bawling on the floor of the nursery to be had. I've also cried over the fact that my feet are elephant-like due to the fluids they pump you with during surgery, as well as not having comfortable underwear.
It's still hard to think of myself as someone's mom. It feels a bit like he is a super cute, yet demanding houseguest. Still though, I think we'll keep him. lol