I am stealing a moment to blog. My goodness, a newborn certainly is a time-sucking vortex! Yesterday was gone before I knew it. My hospital bags are still on the kitchen floor. I have a huge intriguing baby present I haven't even opened. The mail from when I was in the hospital is still on the counter, and I have to be careful or there will be bills that get away from me. ...No, I am not going to think about bills right now, or I will trigger a whole series of panicky "Must do this right now!" thoughts and I will never get any blogging done ever again.
I am too scattered to even know what to blog about. Normally I think of something as I'm going about my usual morning routine, and the topic gradually fleshes out until I'm ready to sit down and write it. Since the baby was born, this is more how I'm thinking:
1) Flowers make such a great hospital-room present. My parents gave me a huge geranium and the whole room looked prettier.
2) Two paramedic students sat in on the c-section. I loved that. One of them let me squeeze her fingers while I was getting the epidural, a gesture I would have thought was useless but to my surprise it seriously helped.
3) I tried to start baby-name conversations with several nurses, but got nothing good. One said, "Yeah, Madison is getting really popular." Hey, great insider information!
4) A newborn has, like, no butt at all.
5) Paul and the kids cleaned the fridge while I was in the hospital. I hadn't realized the shelves were see-through.
6) Hey, I'm doing great! Hardly any postpartum sad feelings at all!
8) I did not bake even one single muffin too many.
9) Must choose baby announcement photo open that present write thank-you notes unpack hospital bags find that hospital pacifier make baby's 2-week appointment bring baby to see the bus driver put deli turkey on the list email friend about being home eat breakfast take medicine see if Paul can manage to do a load of laundry help Rob with his homework remember to get out the gifts for William's teachers.
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