12.07.10 :: 1 week old

Quentin is a week old!
(Newborns look like old men, don't they?)

Today I was snowed in, and my hubby had my car (not that I can drive right now anyhow (yet)) and I convinced my mom to pick me up before going to pick up the boys from daycare. I wanted to bring Quentin to the daycare, as Sean & Mack's teachers have been asking about him. I couldn't believe that we got all 3 of them in the back of my mom's car. A little bit of a tight fit but we managed. I had to grab a photo of the 3 of them lined up in the car.

Today I made Shepard's Pie for dinner. I actually did not follow any recipe at all. I had never made it myself, and Jamie just basically told me the way he makes it - and I altered it a bit. It was quite easy actually. I think the only thing that was a tad hard was mashing the potatoes because of my Csection. I guess the motion of actually mashing them made me a bit sore. It turned out delicious, and now we have leftovers! I was begged last night to make it again. I don't think I'll make it too often though, because potatoes are rather fattening to eat. Jamie and I agreed that as soon as my Cesection is healed and I am cleared from the doctor, that we will start getting back into shape together. (I like this plan). (New Years Resolution!?)

I am really starting to feel like my old self. I'm talking pre-pregnancy, pre-miscarriage self. I feel like I was not myself this entire pregnancy, whether it was the hormones, or what, I don't know. But I'm really starting to feel better. I know the last few weeks of my pregnancy I couldn't concentrate on much either. I find my concentration and my patience now are much better than they were just a week ago.

Quentin has been an awesome baby so far (knock on wood). He's a really good sleeper (can I say he's quite boring and all he does is sleep right now?) and barely cries. He'll only cry when he's absolutely starving. Though, most of the times, it's me waking him up to feed, because he's on a strict feeding schedule due to his weight.

Knitting time!? Haven't really had any time since getting home from the hospital. Reading time? Yeah, not really either. I have watched some TV though (while feeding Quentin) but if it's at night, I tend to pass out while watching TV. He's really only getting up twice at night (11pm feeding - I'm still up usually, 2 am and 5 am are the 2 key hours in the middle of the night we're up eating). I try to go to bed after his 11 pm feeding, to get in a few extra hours, though I've always been a night owl, so this has been a tad hard.