So, my sister-in-law has been visiting over the weekend. She is expecting her first baby in july. She and i stayed up late saturday night and last night talking all things baby.
I tried really hard to remember how it was for me the first time around. How terrified, yet blissfully happy i was those first few days home from the hospital. How that baby is so damn small and i was always scared of dropping her. How they poop all the time.
Now i'm all worried that i told her too many times how hard it is. Breastfeeding is hard. It's hard to see the messy state of your body after birth. It's hard when you stare into your beautiful babies face and realize that there is nothing you can do to make sure they are safe all the time.
But man she looks so beautiful. I made sure i told her that because (1) she does and (2) nobody can hear that too much.
I told her she should never ask me about sleep problems because i have managed to raise four of the worst sleepers ever. I am completely unqualified in all areas of sleep except, perhaps, how to survive on very little sleep. And lately; how to demand that your sleep bank be re-paid.
Posted by Jess at 07:29 AM Permalink

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ack!
I always say too much...
but you told her she looked beautiful, so that should help.
I remember being so shocked at the size of my breast and how much they hurt - no one told me about that.
Posted by blackbird | March 27, 2006 10:41 AM