The little man got a clean bill of health from the doctors, and so did I. I also felt like moving around and walking some more, so that was good. More visitors came, including Travis's mom and grandparents. I spent an hour playing with the little guy's hands and feet. I got to eat some real food.
I was still on the pain meds and still was not able to lie flat. All the visitors, doctors, and nurses coming and going made it hard for me to get any rest - Eli didn't have this problem. He slept like a champ during the day. My parents came by and told Travis to go home and have a nap, which he did gladly. He also wanted to take one of Eli's swaddling blankets home so that the dogs could get used to his smell. By late afternoon, I was so exhausted and overwhelmed and frustrated at not being able to get around and take care of Eli. I couldn't nurse him under the cover and people were constantly in and out, and I finally just lost it and broke down. No one can prepare a person for the crazy feelings at the beginning of parenthood.
I finally got a short nap and shower, and I felt better after that. This was good, because Eli's second night was about the same as the first. We were up all night long trying to soothe him. I whispered to him that he was going to love the world and that I knew it was scary, but he would get used to it. It must be really frightening to be a baby.
Like clockwork - he went to sleep just in time for people to begin showing up. I was happy, though, because we were ready to go home.
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