Thursday we left bright and early to pick up Lucas. We were going to see him get a bath, feed him, have his picture taken and a million other things. Marc struggled to install the car seat in his car-we had planned to do this in a couple weeks, thinking I was going to deliver the first week of October. Oh well. I remember thinking as we drove to the hospital that I can't believe we are the type of people (meaning parents) that needed to have a car seat in our car now.
The day could not have been more perfect-it was sunny and expected to be a nice warm fall day. It was also Rosh Hashanan, the Jewish New Year. I can't think of a better day to start our new life with Lucas. Of course I joked with Marc that he would do anything to get out of going to Temple:)
We got home-Lucas did so well on his first car ride. He was looking around and eventually fell asleep. When we got him into the house, we put the car seat on the floor and the cats came over to investigate. Jeff was the brave one-Mutt didn't seem to interested. We were all exhausted. That day Marc's parents came over as well as his sister Wendy. I called my mom to tell her we were home and I said that Lucas was asleep in my arms. She told me not to get into that habit. I told her that I hadn't had this opportunity to hold him in the hospital and I needed to feel like I was starting to bond with him. For 10 days he had been cared for by other people, I needed to do this. I was really hurt.
Lucas was so small-and it took forever for him to eat. He would fall asleep and we would have to undress him to make him feel not so cozy. And he was only taking 2 ounces!
But we got through it and we all started on this uncertain path to becoming a family.
The day could not have been more perfect-it was sunny and expected to be a nice warm fall day. It was also Rosh Hashanan, the Jewish New Year. I can't think of a better day to start our new life with Lucas. Of course I joked with Marc that he would do anything to get out of going to Temple:)
We got home-Lucas did so well on his first car ride. He was looking around and eventually fell asleep. When we got him into the house, we put the car seat on the floor and the cats came over to investigate. Jeff was the brave one-Mutt didn't seem to interested. We were all exhausted. That day Marc's parents came over as well as his sister Wendy. I called my mom to tell her we were home and I said that Lucas was asleep in my arms. She told me not to get into that habit. I told her that I hadn't had this opportunity to hold him in the hospital and I needed to feel like I was starting to bond with him. For 10 days he had been cared for by other people, I needed to do this. I was really hurt.
Lucas was so small-and it took forever for him to eat. He would fall asleep and we would have to undress him to make him feel not so cozy. And he was only taking 2 ounces!
But we got through it and we all started on this uncertain path to becoming a family.
1 comment:
I've had people tell me and I just read it in a parenting magazine yesterday... you can't spoil a baby by holding him. In fact, even older babies need to know you are there to support them. It makes them more independent as children and then adults when they start life like that. They love, love, love Mom and Dad's touch.
But who knows... John and I are still rocking our nearly 8 month old to sleep at night. We can't bear letting him cry himself to sleep. We'll have to let you know in a few years if this is the way to go. :-)
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