With those pretty blue eyes, that warm olive skin, and all those tiny little limbs, baby Oskar has completely stolen our hearts. Oh, and that fresh, soft, perfect baby scent, how much better can it get? These are the days I have been waiting for, long before I saw the plus mark on that pink pregnancy test. These are the best days, as trying as they may seem, they're all I've ever dreamt of. As many people had mentioned, with the goods, also comes the not-so-goods. Two weeks had gone by, and we went in for a check up a few days after O's circumcision. Between the four of us, we figured out that Oskar must have the acid reflux, unfortunately. So much vomit, and not baby spit-up, we are talking full on vomit, to my surprise- a tiny newborn can barf quite a lot, even if it is only breastmilk. That in itself is quite rough on mama and her boobs. We are getting along, as we have to, and like all things, this too will pass and get better and he will grow out of it hopefully by 8 months. Peter has had to work quite a bit due to some personnel changes at work. That has also been a bit of a challenge for me, as being alone for lengthy periods of time with a teeny human, who can only whimper and cry, seems to get a little lonely, and quite challenging at times. I must say, that these few things I've mentioned are just minute flaws in this lovely task of motherhood that I've so quickly and eagerly come to know and love. My little man is extremely amazing and teaches me new things every single day. I had no idea how strong of a woman I could be, both physically and mentally, until now. Sleep deprivation is a joke, until you have a newborn. I have new found respects for my elders, and my friends, and all of the mothers who do their job the best they can every single day. There is no giving up anymore, this is real time, and I adore every minute of it.
