Baby Boy

March 21st, 2008 by Rainey

So after 10 months of waiting my husband and I greeted a new little stranger into our lives. By the time he was born my predominant feeling was relief. Relief that he was ok. Relief that I had made it through labor and delivery without something horribly wrong happening. Relief that I was no longer on bedrest and that I hadn’t had to have a c-section because of my pregnancy-induced hypertension.
And yes, I also felt relief in some part of my epidural-drug-addled brain that the hard part was over.
Oh! I had no idea what we were in for. Yes, physically, the hard part was, for the most part over. Though breastfeeding would be a whole new adventure that I would be embarking on and struggling with for the first few months. Luckily, just as my body slowly recovered from delivery, my son and I also slowly became more and more adept at the feeding sessions until breastfeeding became and still is a joyful and important part of our relationship.
But I had no idea about the post-partum baby blues. The evenings that, as night fell, my own spirits would sink lower and lower until I sat with my baby on my lap weeping into his wrinkly little neck for no reason I could name or adequately give voice to.
I had no idea how hard breastfeeding would be.
I had no idea how I hard it would be for me to not be at work and be at home with the baby all day on my own.
I had no idea how resentful I could become of my husband’s freedom to go to work and run and go get groceries without worrying about when the next feeding would be and if he could be back in time.
I simply had no idea.
But I also had no idea how much fun it would be. How fun it would be to watch my son sleep. How beautiful his little eyelashes and mouth and toes would be. How fun bathtime would be and how much my son would love to be naked and laugh and babble when we allowed him to let it all hang out.
I had no idea how much I would love breastfeeding after a while.
And I had no idea how much more in love with my husband I would be when I watched him take care of our son and love him. Parenthood is no easy walk in the park. No one ever really promised it would be. Though I don’t think I was prepared for all the changes it would bring.
But I would not trade any of it. And I can’t wait to see what the next months and years will bring as we watch our little one grow and learn and change.

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