We’ve been home for 10 days. Sky is 2 weeks old today. The three of us have gotten to know each other so well. Sky has adjusted to us and us to him. He is a wonderful wonderful boy. He started rolling over at 5 days (back to stomach) and has done it a few more times since. He has a huge array of facial expressions that I am ever trying to capture on camera. He nurses incredibly well. He's put on weight. I'm excited to find out how much. I love chunky babies!
We’re not really trying to create a schedule just yet so much as we are just adjusting to being here together. We have some “ground rules” that we try to follow. Lay him down when he goes to sleep, wake him every three hours during the day to nurse (this is more for me and my milk supply), as much interaction when he’s awake as possible. We read to him a good deal. He’s begun to make eye contact, he smiles from time to time in response to our voices. He is simply wonderful in every way.
We're working tirelessly on his paper work. It's a lot to register your "baby born overseas." So many little things that have to be done. I called the embassy this morning to find out if we can get the quotation marks put in his name like we want. The lady on the phone thought it was the strangest thing, but seemed willing to work with us. So it looks like "Sky" will be matching with "Sonny" after all.
We're working tirelessly on his paper work. It's a lot to register your "baby born overseas." So many little things that have to be done. I called the embassy this morning to find out if we can get the quotation marks put in his name like we want. The lady on the phone thought it was the strangest thing, but seemed willing to work with us. So it looks like "Sky" will be matching with "Sonny" after all.
I am finally healing enough to get up a bit. We have had one visitor besides my mom since I started going down hill last Tuesday. Tonight I had the slightest twinge of feeling like myself. Just a twinge, like a faded memory or something.
It reminded me of when Sonny kissed me the day we got home with our baby. I had forgotten that part of me in all the events that happened. It’s like that. I can’t really remember what it’s like to be with energy, to want to do something besides care for Sky and my husband and take naps, to be able to walk around without pain or exhaustion setting in so quickly.
I am looking forward to the rest of me coming back. And I can't wait to be able to sit without pain. The strange things we take for granted.
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