The first night at home was harder than I thought it was going to be. What most parents would call normal is now a bit abnormal for us. Although we have experience as parents, our experience with newborns is four years old. There are things we remember, and things we wish we remembered. It is quite normal, but last night…it was hard.
Giant Tar Poop: The first of the events of last night was the giant tar poop that went through the diaper, down his back, into his hair and all over his body. Because we can’t really submerge his body into water until the umbilical cord falls off, we had to sponge bathe him with baby wipes. It tar poop was everywhere and it took four hands to clean him up.
Sleep? Talk about Zachary not staying on the hospital schedule. At the hospital, he slept soundly at night, but last night I finally got him to pass out on my chest at 3:45am. Jodi and I got a total of 3 hours of sleep last night. He just wouldn’t go down, and nothing helped except for him resting his head on my chest listening to the rhythm of my heart.
So we are tired, Jodi is breastfeeding every 2-3 hours, and now I am off to take Eli to school. Eli by the way, went to bed at 9:30 and was asleep in record time. I guess the physical and emotional strain of everything combined with swim class and toy shopping wiped him out.
Cheers from a tired Horowitz Clan!
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