Me, resting thanks to drugs.....
My little "bun" fresh out of the "oven"....
Wow. I couldn't believe I was someone's mother. ME!!! It was amazing, and frightening and wonderful all at the same time. Max slept most of that day and Ted and I just sat and looked at him for hours. Some friends from work came to see Max, and of course his grandparents ran up to hold him and love him.
We slept and ate well that night (Ted went out to get me a Big Mac...yum!), and then the following day we had more visitors. Ted's sister Kathleen, more friends from work, and my best friend Karen and her family, and my dear friend Matt all came to wish us well. He was a lucky little boy to have all that attention and affection!!!
Karen and Michelle
On Sunday, we put Max in his going-home outfit and took the 5-minute trip back to our place. He looked so tiny in his car seat and I was really worried about how the cats would react to the new addition. They didn't seem bothered at all, really, so all was well. For the first few days being home, he seemed to have day and night confused, so he would sleep all day and then be awake and a little cranky at night. That eventually wore off, and Max and I settled into a good, although frequent and sometimes frustrating, schedule. I felt the pressure of being his only source of nourishment a lot, but Ted was great at encouraging me and convincing me to stay strong and not give him formula yet. We eventually did, but I breast fed exclusively for a good 3 or 4 weeks, so I was happy.
Anyway, now my boy is three months old and doing well. From here on in, I will give updates often about him and his milestones, so check back in!!!