so today marked the end of our first week home with nathaniel. it pretty much went exactly how julia and i expected it to go, free meals from family dropping by and lots of naps. everyone we spoke to told us that every time the baby fell asleep, we should go to sleep ourselves. this would have been more possibly if our home wasn’t full of guests every day, but we managed to do alright for ourselves in the rest department.
the first night home was the worst for us. we no longer had a nursing staff just a buzzer away and we were both a little nervous. after putting nathaniel into his crib around 10 or 11 and after julia and i stood staring at him for a good 30-40 minutes we went to sleep. around 1am the crying began.
we shot out of bed to go see what was wrong before we realized that we have no idea how to tell what his crying would mean. after determining that his diaper was clean my usefulness ended and julia sat down to feed him. as all of this is going on, pickles is flipping out in our bed room, because he, like us, is new to this whole baby crying thing. as julia fed i sat with her and when nathaniel decided to pee, i was lucky enough to change the diaper. after that, we went back to sleep. around 4am the crying began.
the next time nathaniel woke up was because he had made decent use of his diaper. i took the helm of the change, and when i finished, passed him along to julia for another snack. this time, instead of sitting with her, i went back to bed to calm the puppy down. the only way i can describe his behavior is sort of like a completely insane person walking down a sidewalk in NYC mumbling to himself and occasionally yelling and waving his arms about. when pickles gets upset, yes, he is a homeless man. julia then came back to bed. around 7am the crying began.
"i think i want to ... poop"
this time julia must have taken care of whatever needed taking care of, because i don’t remember any of it. i do remember semi-waking up sitting on the floor of the baby’s room talking to julia as she was feeding, so at least i know i was there. more or less, the first night was as successful as it could have been. since we are not only new to the baby thing, but also the diaper thing and the not getting sleep thing, there were really minimal complications.
pretty much every night this week has followed the same pattern. nathaniel wakes up around 1 and 4 before finally waking up for the day around 7. of course, i am mostly useless at this point since i am unable to produce milk from my breasts, so i am getting slightly better sleep than julia. the funny thing about nathaniel, though, is that he is more content so stay asleep with a diaper full of poop, but if there is one tiny little sprinkle of urine he sounds like he’s being electrocuted while also being stabbed. the cry is almost painful to listen to (i can’t wait until he starts teething).
we took nathaniel to the doctor for the first time on monday, where he performed his right of passage by peeing all of the table/scale. for some reason, i had it in my head that the doctors appointment was at 3:45, so at about 2:30 i took pickles for a walk. as i round the corner back to our house, julia is standing outside to inform me that the appointment is actually at 3 and we are now running late. i gave a call to let them know we’d be a few minutes late as julia is getting nathaniel ready. we grab the baby, the keys and the diaper bag and head on our way. as we enter the doctors office and they ask us for the insurance card we realize that julia, in the rush, left her purse at home. apparently it’s no big deal. then they ask for the paperwork from the hospital which we have also decided to conveniently leave at home. apparently it’s no big deal too. the rest of the visit was fine (sans peeing) and our baby has continued his terrific bill of health.
after i drove back to the office the next morning to get them copies of the paperwork and insurance card julia and i decided to take nathaniel on his first walk. this was also the first time we got to use our stroller, and we love it. nathaniel was good, he basically just slept (we were afraid he’d wake up and need to be changed at the farthest point from our home) and a few of our neighbors saw him for the first time as we came back up our street. they all agree with us that this is a pretty cute baby.
that pretty much fills out the first week home. lots of visitors. lots of people bringing us take out for dinner (julia is now in love with bobby flay’s burger place in the bergen town center). lots of us trying to sneak 45 minutes of sleep between feedings and changings. julia and i have become a lot more comfortable with everything too. julia is now a whiz at breast feeding and i’ve gotten pretty good at changing diapers half asleep and then going back to bed as julia stays up feeding. in a few more weeks i guess i’ll be able to help feed him too, but for now, i’m going to have to keep stealing as much sleep as i can.
i will now leave you with a picture of a hungry nathaniel failing at getting milk from my nose.
he's also attempted this on my ear, chin and lip.