I have lost track of the number of episodes of
random shows I have watched on Netflix over the past five weeks. Yes,
I'm sure that sounds like a glorious vacation to some. Honestly, I'm not
sure how many of those episodes I actually remember. I can't seem to
stay awake for more than two episodes at a time and usually find myself
nodding off on the couch multiple times throughout the day. Luckily, I can count on the dogs barking at someone outside to wake me up! There have
been many days I sat on the couch thinking of my "to-do" list, and the
list of things I thought I was going to get done on maternity leave.
Note to self if we decide to have another... don't make a list of things
to do while on maternity leave. Most days my internal debate is if I
should eat breakfast while Isabelle is down for a nap, clean up the
kitchen, start a load of laundry, or sit on the couch and pray for sleep
to come. Sleep and food usually win out! Unfortunately, my post-partum
recovery was also hindered this last week when I developed shingles.
One of the joys of pregnancy and the post-partum period is a compromised
immune system; prime time for shingles to develop. Since we
have a newborn in the house, I didn't take the wait it out approach I normally do. I went to the doctor to confirm my suspicion and was placed on a week long dose of medications. I think we are safely out of the woods on Isabelle coming down with chicken pox from my case of the shingles.
This week, I have
been thinking a lot about my return to work, which is coming up next week.
I'm sad that my time at home with Isabelle is coming to an end. However,
I'm a little excited about returning to work. As I told Andrew last
week, my work gives me a sense of purpose. Frankly, these last five
weeks, I have felt a little lost. I'm in the midst of trying to figure
out this new role of mommy and how that fits in with my identity as I have come to know it over the past 29 years. I
hope this next week, once a few of my normal activities such as working and going to the gym return to my
life, I start to adjust to my new normal.
It's
hard to believe our little lady already turned one month old. I
remember when we were in the hospital and we were debating getting
newborn pictures taken. Both our parents encouraged us to get them taken
and said in even one month she would change so much that we would like
having those pictures to look back on. This last week as I worked on
birth announcements, I realized just how true that statement was. She
has already changed so much. We used up the last newborn sized diaper today, and I was a little sad knowing that she fit them so perfectly when we brought her home from the hospital.
Since most people ask the all important question about sleep; no,
she is not sleeping through the night. She typically wakes up one to
two times during the night. Bedtime still is a struggle most nights. One
night she will go down at 11:00 with no issue, and the next night she
really doesn't go to sleep until 1 or 2 in the morning. I haven't quite
figured out how that is going to work when I go back to work next week. I
can't function on four hours of sleep.
Other
than the sleeping thing, she really is a great baby. She has started to
smile and "talk" to us, which I love. She is doing great holding her
head up. She doesn't seem to hate tummy time. She typically loves bath
time, although I think she likes bath time when daddy gives the bath way
more than when mommy does. She has pretty much outgrown newborn clothes
and has now moved up to 0 to 3 month clothing. For one piece outfits,
she is actually in three month outfits and even some of those are a bit
too short for her. There were some tears this week as I packed away several newborn outfits and brought out more of her three month clothing. She is already growing so fast!
This coming week, I go in for my six week follow up with the midwives. It's strange that I haven't seen then for six weeks. I got used to seeing them every other week and then every week. I hope to get the all clear to get back into the gym. I have been trying to take the dogs on walks around the neighborhood, but I'm also ready to get back into more of the structured workout. Walking two beagles doesn't provide the most consistent walking pace. Also coming up for us are family photos; fingers crossed little miss cooperates!
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