What a busy 5 days we have had! I woke up on Wednesday morning with labour starting, and a mere fifteen hours later, our little one was born. Not a bad day's work, I don't think :) I am still trying to find time to process the whole event--I really want to have a detailed account of what happened throughout the labour and delivery, but it is so hard to find any time to sit down and write it out. Plus, every day such lovely (for the most part) things happen that I really want to just be able to cherish, and again exhaustion and lack of time prevent me from being able to do much. My little guy could eat for England, so you would think that would give me an opportunity, but I am not very good at typing with one hand and my thoughts race ahead of my fingers. At least it gives me plenty of time to sit and reflect on this wonderful gift, though.
We didn't have much of a day one, really, since Gus was born at 11.15 pm. We were lucky enough to be able to deliver at home, so when the midwives left at about 2 am, Jon, Gus, and I were all curled up in our bed, a happy new little family. I should have asked the midwife to take quick photo of us before he left (I know--we had a male midwife!). But, even though I put the camera somewhere that would be easy to find, I couldn't remember where that spot was, so I only have the mental picture. It is amazing, though, laying in your own bed with your hours old baby (and wonderful husband). And that feeling just continued all night--probably not the best thing, actually. I was so overwhelmed with amazement at this little person--whom I already loved so much--that I couldn't sleep a wink! I thought he must just be too fragile, he can't possibly sleep there in his own bed all by himself. I just laid there for hours, watching him sleep.
Even though you hear other people say it, it is shocking how much you can love this little person, and how quickly. Jon and I both just sit and look at Gus, since he is just about the prettiest baby ever. Jon is a brilliant father already, although it is still hard to trust that Gus is okay when he is out of my sight, even when Jon is watching over him.
Okay, I am going to stop being so self-indulgent now (although, that is what a blog is for, isn't it?). Suffice it to say, we have had a very happy 5 days. There have been some difficult moments already (Gus loves being up from midnight to 4 or 5, which can be a bit trying!). Maybe I'll have some more insightful thoughts in a few days, or maybe I will just share some more gushing about little Gus with you!