Closing In.

It’s so weird to say what I said on FriendFeed today:

I’m supposed to be 39 weeks pregnant today. Instead, I have a 5-week-old baby.

Insane. I still look at this kid and wonder in amazement and bewilderment that he actually came from me (and my husband, of course).

The things I love about it: everything. Except for the late night crying, that is. Despite working from home, I have a husband who has to function at work, so I end up tackling the late night feedings and still handle the daytime feedings, giving me little respite to actually sleep. Plus, when I’m not feeding, I have to pump, giving me even less free time.

I wouldn’t change it. Babies are super.

And there’s only one thing I miss about pregnancy: I used to have major headaches which went away (except for 4 or 5 times) during the 8.5 months of pregnancy. The headaches are back and at full force. I guess I’m just glad I got a Motrin 600mg prescription before I left the hospital.

Baby is starting to smile in his sleep now. In fact, he’s in my arms as I type this (while the pumping machine also has me tied down) and he JUST did. I love motherhood. 🙂