A Day in the Life???

So, here's my day...

7:30 a.m.

Wake up to the sound of Rusty smacking his lips...this is the sign that he wants to eat. I'm okay with this...he has just allowed me to sleep for over four hours! Amazing!

8:30 a.m.

Kev leaves for work...we are still working on feeding. I have showered though...wonderful! Since Kev can leave for work so late I have gotten a shower in each morning while he does Daddy duty.

9:30 a.m.

Begin getting Rusty ready to go. We are supposed to meet Daddy for the Terry Fox Run/Walk. I really want to do this...Rusty starts freaking out. Crying, smacking the lips...apparently he is hungry again. Huh??

10 a.m.

Still feeding Rusty...I'm supposed to be meeting Kevin now. I hope that I still can.

10:15 a.m.

We are on our way, but I can't find the location. Where is this place? Finally we find it, I get parked, I get the baby, the diaper bag, the stroller, my coffee...we get set up, but...where is Daddy?

10:20 a.m.

Here comes Daddy! Finally! Yay! Rusty is in his stroller, not crying. Daddy says, "Can I please take him out and carry him? I really want to!" I give in, because he's so great. Rusty enjoys a walk around the lake with Daddy.

11:15 a.m.

We're home, Rusty needs to be changed. He looks so cute in his little outfit. I change his diaper and he proceeds to pee all over me, all over himself, all over the change table. Outfit change number one!

11:30 a.m.

A friend comes to visit. It's great...her little boy is 9 months and toddles around the room as she snuggles with Rusty and I enjoy just relaxing. We have a great talk...she's a fantastic mom and I learn a lot from her. She also brings me an electric breast pump to try out.

12 p.m.

Feed Rusty. As I'm feeding him and reach for my Diet Coke, the can falls off of the table and spills. Luckily, there is a receiving blanket right where it falls so it soaks up the pop. That and my pants. Whew. I avoid a major change. The pants are black yoga pants...you can't really tell that they were spilled on! Then I change him after eating. He pees, again. All over everything. This time it hits the wall. Outfit change number two.

1:30-3 p.m.

SLEEP!!! Rusty falls asleep cradled on my chest under my chin. I just soak it in...I look at his face, snuggle close to him, and watch a little tv. Rest time...bliss!

3 p.m.

Rusty is hungry again! I feed him. I don't think he's taking enough from me though, because I'm SORE!!! I think it's time to try out that pump. Hopefully it will relieve some of the pressure but first, my boy needs to eat.

3:30 p.m.

Kev calls...he's coming home. He'll pick us up and then we can go and run some errands. I'm starting to feel really tired...strangely tired. More so than I have felt since the first week. Rusty finishes eating and I go to change his diaper...he pees again. All over everything, again. I've got to figure this out! Outfit change number 3. I think maybe I should just leave him in a diaper and swaddle him!!

4 p.m.

We go run errands with Kevin. At the store I start to feel like I'm going to fall asleep on my feet. We get home around 5. Kevin becomes SUPERDAD and SUPERHUSBAND!! He sends me to the bedroom to take a nap.

6:15 p.m.

I wake up. I feel refreshed. I can smell dinner cooking. I come out of the bedroom. My little boy is happy and content...he has had some great daddy time. Dinner is ready...yum, lasagna. We turn the oven down. I look at my t-shirt...oh my! For the first time, I have leaked. Yep, not only through the breast pad, but through my bra, my tank top, and my t-shirt! Oh my! Time for my outfit change!

6:30 p.m.

I set about using this great electric breast pump for the first time. It's a MIRACLE!!! I feel relief! Finally! Kevin feeds Rusty with the bottle. Great! I go to pour the milk into a storage bag. It is almost 8 ounces! Crazy! As I go to seal the bag it tips over, it begins gushing out all over me, the floor, the counter, everywhere! Oh no...the liquid gold! I rescue it in time to save about 5 ounces.

7:00 p.m.

We eat dinner...we discover that the lasagna stuck to the pan and part of the teflon coating came off on the lasagna...so, we eat the portions that are good.

7:15 p.m.

Rusty is fussy. Why? We have no idea. He is usually a pretty relaxed baby, so we don't know what to do! We try snuggling with him. We try swaying. We try rocking. We try the soother. He's not having any of it.

8:00 p.m.

Finally, he takes more from the bottle. Another whole ounce!! Hmm...he's hungry!

And now? I'm not sure what the night will bring. Our little one seems fussier than normal...we may be in for a long night. This is my normal now. I have in one day had pee, breast milk, and Diet Coke spilled on me. I have had poo on my hand. I have not officially done my hair for a week. I am currently sitting in sweats...the official "I give up" wardrobe. Despite all of that, I love it. It's this incredible journey, and I really feel like I was made to do this. I love my little boy so much. He's a gift! We adore him. Every day I learn something, and I find that I really can do this. I can figure out what my son needs, and try to get it for him. Sometimes it is a snuggle, sometimes it is more food. But no matter what it is, we can do it!

I also ADORE my big boy, my hubby. I had no idea he would be such a great dad. He's so patient with Rusty, and so good with him. He comes home from work and snuggles with him, talks to him, helps me with him. He is better at the diaper changes than me...I don't think he has been peed on for a long time. He gives me breaks...tonight it was like it was his mission to take care of me...send me to bed and get everything going while I'm asleep. Yesterday morning as he was hugging me good morning he said, "You need to go to the spa. Next week I want you to go to the spa and have some Stacy time, you deserve it." He's constantly telling me what a great mom I am and how good I am doing. We still have our prayer time together every night. We still have great conversations. I'm so thankful that in the midst of being parents we are still a couple first. I love him so much!