It was quiet here yesterday for the first time since Emmett was born.
- Benjamin was working
- My mom (who stayed with us for the last 6 days helping out) had gone home
- Owen was at school
It was just me and the little guy.
The first time this happened with Owen I remember feeling a bit panicked. What if something happened? How did I go to the bathroom or shower? What if I couldn’t get him to stop crying? What would we do all day? This time, it just felt… peaceful.
Yesterday I kept a list of what we did (since I distinctly remembering feeling like I hadn’t gotten anything done when I was home with Owen as a baby).
6:30am: He “woke up” (and by woke up I mean I opened the windows and considered it morning, despite the fact that we are up every 2-3 hours around the clock), right when Owen does. It’s Owen’s 3rd birthday today (!!!) so I made Emmett wait to nurse so we could go in and sing Happy Birthday. Emmett wasn’t too thrilled with that idea, so I ended up nursing while singing and then Benjamin got Owen ready for school while Emmett and I finished up. Emmett and I said goodbye to the boys.
7:15am – 8:30am: Emmett chilled in his chair while I had breakfast and he dozed off while I started a batch of homemade yogurt and cleaned up the mess from the somewhat hectic evening with both kids.
8:30am – 9:00am: Before I knew it, it was time to nurse again. This time we watched the Today Show and I not-so-secretly loved all of the royal baby coverage.
9:00am – 10:00am: Quiet awake time for Emmett, and then his first at-home sponge bath. I kind of forgot how to do this around the (gross) umbilical cord but I got the job done. Of course as soon as I toweled him off, he peed everywhere.
10:00am – 10:45am: Emmett was exhausted from the bath so I popped him in the Moby wrap for a nap and vacuumed our whole first floor. The sound of the vacuum soothes him, and he seems to love being jostled around, just like he was in the womb.
10:45am – 11:00am: Spent time staring at his beautiful face while he woke up and stretched out after our vacuuming session.
11:00am – 11:30am: Nurse again.
11:30am – 12:45pm: This time instead of having some awake time after nursing, Emmett nursed himself into a milk coma and went right to sleep. I took advantage of his full belly and put him in his chair while I showered, folded laundry and ate lunch.
1:00pm – 2:00pm: Nurse again. This time, between waking Emmett up, a mayjuh diaper incident, waking him up again, and then a long nursing session, it took nearly an hour.
2:00pm – 2:30: Quiet awake time. Emmett looked around and bobbled his head while I carried him and patted his back and babbled about what we were doing. By 2:30 he was getting twitchy and was ready for another nap.
2:30pm – 3:15pm: Emmett sleeps in the swing while I wrap Owen’s birthday presents and go through the mail we had been ignoring from the last week.
3:15pm – 4:00pm: Nurse again.
4:00pm – 5:00pm: Ice cupcakes and prep for Owen’s birthday.
At 5 Owen came home from school and we began Emmett’s slow decline to bedtime. He is seriously cluster feeding at night from around 6-9pm, which is slightly inconvenient because it’s the only time I get to spend with Owen on school days, and also coincides with dinner time. Though, really, is there ever a convenient time to be chained to the couch nursing a starving little animal? Tonight we had some help from the grandparents who made dinner and Owen was entertained with birthday presents for the most part.
The cupcakes made the night.
A happy birthday to my first born and a successful first day home with Emmett. I realize the sleepy newborn days are fleeting (and I’m in for a LOT more awake time, likely fussy awake time, in the coming weeks), but so far I like the way this maternity leave feels.