He was placed on my chest I attempted to nurse him. Little did I know nursing is some thing mother and baby have to work at. It is learned. A nurse handed me a bottle and the rest was history.
Through out my pregnancy I envisioned a baby that was comforted by me…He would whimper and I would rush to his side…I would know just what he needed and then rock him gently and sleep. He would fall into sweet slumber.
No…In reality his cries in those first days where a mystery…pushing me to the realm of trying every thing all at once.
I thought a diaper bag is really more then a few diapers wipes and a change of clothing for baby it is a bag that contains all but your kitchen sink, and only gets heavier as time go on. Days later I learned to pack only what I needed lightly and my back thanked me for it.
Another lesson…babies grow fast those itty bitty outfits might only last a week. I ended up with 20 or so out fits He never wore.
To say the least I learned to lose sleep and function. I learned that some things are simply not what they seem and that a baby will change your fantasies and make you see the reality in very little time. They steal your heart and make you love them in so many unexpected ways.
