Some Kind of Nasty Sauna

No one tells you much about the aftermath of pregnancy. First you get the "baby blues" which should be renamed the baby hit-by-a-mack-truck.

Then there's the preview of menopause you get to experience.

I've been getting night sweats. Not some nice, damp sheen but dripping wet every morning and freezing cold when I get up because I'm soaked. Finn doesn't need rubber sheeting...I do! M. has declared that no matter how cold, we will sleep with the window open because all the sweating is making it like some sort of sauna in the bedroom.

Then there's the dry skin. I've actually started putting lansinoh on my cheeks at night because my skin is so, so dry. It's awful. I'm turning into an alligator.

One good thing is no hot flashes. But they're probably coming.

One Month Today

It's one month since Finn's birthday. M. is currently feeding our boy and I get my morning alone time. Yay! He's having a bit of a tough feeding this morning because he woke up quite hungry and he hasn't 100% mastered the bottle yet.

He's getting so big - around nine pounds already. We got to see our friends H&L's little boy yesterday who is two weeks behind Finn and he was just tiny in comparison.

We feel like we're getting the hang of things. Having a newborn is such a huge learning curve. We have learned how to help him poop when he gets grunty, that baths at night are better than baths during the day, that he will feed at 1 am, 3 am, 5 am and 7 am, that when he fusses he needs to be fed or burped and so much more.

I love the times when he's just alert and looking around. He can hold his head up pretty well but not for long, and he has the most intelligent, bright look in his eyes, like he's taking it all in.

He has tears and it breaks my heart when he cries and they come gushing out.

He'll smile soon. We can't wait. Right now he smiles in his sleep and makes these high-pitched laughs that crack us up. We call it sleep laughing. He makes lots of grunting and whining but we're starting to hear an occasional coo as well.

I know it's been a month but he feels like he's been in our lives forever. It's strange but I can't really remember what our lives were like without him.

Okay, enough gushing. Finn's been on a growth spurt which means three hour feeding sessions and I suspect he'll take more boob after his bottle - the life of the milk cow. Moooo!