We are doing well. It is so different, novel, and pleasant: instead of averaging a medical appointment a day for Ian's first two weeks (for him, me, or both) as I did with Drew, we have a whopping two - the standard first two well-baby checks. Technically only one, as his two-week appointment is tomorrow, at two weeks two days.
It's amazing how much easier things are when you already basically know the baby-care tasks (and just have to learn this baby's quirks), and both of you are basically healthy (yes, I'm recovering from birth, but it's a normal/healthy recovery). Also, life is easier when the first week is not spent on oxycodone in any dose (not that I am objecting to its use when I had Drew as I sorely needed it then, if you'll pardon the horrid pun - but so nice not to need it now).
I am tired, but not usually exhausted.
Today was highly productive. This is NOT my usual Christmas, and a lot of gifts I might otherwise have wanted to work out simply have not been worked out, because I was rather busy with gestating, delivering, and now caring for a baby. But the Christmas cards went out (...today, so the international ones will be late, but they went out...), immediate family is getting at least some gifts, and the Christmas ornaments and pajamas have been acquired.
(Every Christmas Eve, we gift new pajamas - already washed - to each member of the household. Thus, there is a Christmas Eve gift to open, and that gift is new, clean jammies for the holiday, which we then go to bed in - well, in theory, you could wear another set if you wanted and if the kids want to some years that's fine - and can greet Christmas morning in. And every Christmas, everyone gets a new ornament from someone else. Right now Scott and I are handling those but I think next year Drew will get to help pick one of ours and in a couple years Ian will get to help pick one. Or make them at school if that's how it works that year.)
There are also a few other gifts for Drew, but not for Ian, who is unlikely to notice that all he got was jammies and an ornament. I doubt he'll care about those two this year...but we will, and Drew will.
Also, thanks to Scott, bills are paid, dishes have been done, and the kitchen nook table was clean (until I had him deposit groceries on it a bit later, heh; oh yeah, also got some grocery shopping done!).
Now to find out how many of the cards "bounce" due to bad addresses. There's always a certain amount of that, and I SWEAR I should have updated addresses for one branch of the family but couldn't find the email. Argh. Oh, well. They went out...some will come back...that's the way of Christmas cards, in my life. :P
It's amazing how much easier things are when you already basically know the baby-care tasks (and just have to learn this baby's quirks), and both of you are basically healthy (yes, I'm recovering from birth, but it's a normal/healthy recovery). Also, life is easier when the first week is not spent on oxycodone in any dose (not that I am objecting to its use when I had Drew as I sorely needed it then, if you'll pardon the horrid pun - but so nice not to need it now).
I am tired, but not usually exhausted.
Today was highly productive. This is NOT my usual Christmas, and a lot of gifts I might otherwise have wanted to work out simply have not been worked out, because I was rather busy with gestating, delivering, and now caring for a baby. But the Christmas cards went out (...today, so the international ones will be late, but they went out...), immediate family is getting at least some gifts, and the Christmas ornaments and pajamas have been acquired.
(Every Christmas Eve, we gift new pajamas - already washed - to each member of the household. Thus, there is a Christmas Eve gift to open, and that gift is new, clean jammies for the holiday, which we then go to bed in - well, in theory, you could wear another set if you wanted and if the kids want to some years that's fine - and can greet Christmas morning in. And every Christmas, everyone gets a new ornament from someone else. Right now Scott and I are handling those but I think next year Drew will get to help pick one of ours and in a couple years Ian will get to help pick one. Or make them at school if that's how it works that year.)
There are also a few other gifts for Drew, but not for Ian, who is unlikely to notice that all he got was jammies and an ornament. I doubt he'll care about those two this year...but we will, and Drew will.
Also, thanks to Scott, bills are paid, dishes have been done, and the kitchen nook table was clean (until I had him deposit groceries on it a bit later, heh; oh yeah, also got some grocery shopping done!).
Now to find out how many of the cards "bounce" due to bad addresses. There's always a certain amount of that, and I SWEAR I should have updated addresses for one branch of the family but couldn't find the email. Argh. Oh, well. They went out...some will come back...that's the way of Christmas cards, in my life. :P