Yes, I know I posted this one already, but you can really see his eyes.
As you can see from the pics, Henry does have fairly large, blue-ish eyes. Hard to tell if they’ll stay this way, and in fact I’m guessing they’ll end up more hazel-y (a combo of mine and Dave’s.) But there’s lots of blue eyes on my side, so we’ll see what develops.
My baby blues. . . that’s another story. I’m feeling relatively ok, really, but it is amazing what this hormonal cocktail, plus sleep-deprivation, plus just the physical demands of labor, recovery and caring for your baby will do to you. I have a new appreciation for people with serious mental illnesses, and how they manage those on a daily basis. At Henry’s one week check-up on Tuesday, the doc went through all Henry’s stuff, and then asked me how I was doing, and I sort of said in this quavery voice, “oooooookaaaaaay.” And the doc (who, by the way, i love), asked if I was an emotional person and I couldn’t really answer, and Dave said, “You’re pretty even-keeled” and I promptly burst into tears.
I’m sure the doc sees it alllll the time, right? It’s such an odd feeling because really, you are so happy with your baby, but at the same time, nothing feels normal or manageable anymore. And in fact, that’s 90% of the reason I’m writing this blog and continuing to check my work email–they’re about the only things that remain from my old vocabulary, so I need them to feel like the old me–if that makes any sense at all.
At any rate, I know this all passes quickly and I think from what I’ve read the baby blues are like a few week proposition at most. So post your baby blues stories in the comments, I’d be interested to hear them.
Finally, I realize this blog is probably being shared on a wider basis than I’m aware of, which is totally fine with me, but let me just apologize to my work colleagues for what may be far too much information on the physical/emotional side. Just scan for the pictures, kids, you can skip the text!
