The picture is about a week ago. Matthew is 18 days old and he has changed a lot in this short amount of time. He can smell me a mile away and cry for me to hold him. He is an eating machine and luckily we have breast feeding down. He gained 10 oz since being born. We have our good days and bad days on sleeping through the night. Last two days we have gone back to me not getting sleep unless I let him sleep in my arms. I cannot really sleep since I am constantly worried about sleeping in this position. Bob relives me as much as possible but he has to work so I try not to bug him too much. Last night was one of the worst since our cat Cali got sick as well. She threw up in two spots and popped in two places. So I got to walk into vomit and poop while trying to calm Matthew. Not fun at all.
Right now my challenge is getting myself ready. It is hard to do it when there was little sleep and you are afraid you are not safe enough to drive. I have only left the house once by myself and that was since we both had doctor appointments last Thursday. That was a challenge but we made it work.
Even without sleep I love motherhood. Looking at my son and holding him makes me melt every time. I figure sleep will come in time but our love is now and forever.