I miss it....

Okay, as uncomfortable as I was that last week or so of pregnancy....I miss it =(. Mac is a week old today and it kind of made me sad. I was sitting there just looking at him and realizing that he is going to grow up so fast and I don't want to miss anything. In the last week his face has already changed! I know that I am going to absolutely love it the first time he crawls, walks, talks, etc; but all that means that he is not my baby anymore! Oh pregnancy hormones....Again, don't get me wrong, I am so happy that he is here. Who would ever imagine that changing a diaper would be an enjoyable thing, but I love it! I just want him to stay little for a while. I think I may be on a slippery slope. I can completely see myself getting pregnant/having the second one (which is where we plan on stopping) and then deciding on maybe just one more, then a few years later.....you get the idea.

Well, here is a little update on Mac...he is a champ when it comes to eating. I don't know where it all goes, but little man can eat! He chows down. And he is a messy eater too (I think that comes from his mama). He is getting less and less "yellow" by the day so thank God for that. The pediatrician said that his eyes will be the last thing to lose that yellow tint so not to worry if they stay that way for a little while. He's a funny little guy too. He makes these faces and I just wish I could know what was going on inside of his head. I have also decided that he is a daddy's boy. I swear that boy loves his daddy (and the feeling is mutual). Eric took him up stairs today to the media room so that they could watch a few hours of Sports Center/ESPN together. It's so cute. If this kid doesn't like sports it's not because he hasn't been exposed to it. As much as Eric would love for this kid to be a star athlete (what dad doesn't), I think he could decide to be an interpretive ribbon dancer and Eric would beam with pride. As long as he doesn't go to t.u. (ha ha ha)...

I have to talk about Heisman really quick...I feel sorry for him. We are really trying to give him "special" time so he doesn't completely go from human to dog status and just give up on life. We even took him and Mac for their first walk around the neighborhood together today. But I think he knows he's lost his place...but he's hanging on for dear life. He's always been a cuddler, but now, you better expect to have sleeping buddy. He makes sure that he is pressed up as close as possible before we go to sleep. I think he wants me to smell his nasty breath all night so I don't forget about him. The saddest part is that when he gets "depressed" he goes over to his old dog bed and sucks on the sides. Yes, he sucks on his bed. There are these perfectly round circles all over the side of his bed where he has gone to sulk. I'm sure he will be so happy when Mac is old enough to actually play with him.

Now, I have had a few suprises since coming home from the hospital...first of all, I did not swell AT ALL during my pregnancy. No cankles, no puffy face...nothing! I was so proud of me...well, apparently it was waiting until after the baby came! My toes and fingers are puffy and I have a little pitting edema on my ankles! For those of you that don't know, I have chicken legs and I like my chicken legs. I actually LOVE my chicken legs and I miss them! I know they will come back, but I just wasn't expecting this!

Another thing I have learned is that I am a milk cow. I seriously think I could feed a small nation with the amount of milk I'm producing. I am so thankful for this because I have had friends that desperately wanted to breastfeed and couldn't, but I also realize that when it comes time to stop it's going to be BAD! I can pump 2 full bottles (300 mL) every 3 hours. I had multiple doctors, nurses and 2 lactation consultants tell me they had never seen anyone produce that much milk that quick. And not to mention that it's apparently "Blue Bell" quality because it's so fatty. My goal is to give him breast milk until he is 6 months old, but I am hoping to stop breast feeding by the time he is 3 months. I'm hoping our freezer will be full shortly!

Here is one more thing that i have realized since giving birth...I want to take a hot bath so bad!!! Because of the incision from the c-section I can only take showers. I go back to the Dr. on Monday and I'm hoping he'll tell me it's safe to soak myself in some scalding hot water! I think they say not to do it for a month post surgery, but a girl can dream. Even when I was pregnant I wasn't supposed to take hot baths (which I probably got the water a little hotter than I should have on a few occasions) so the first time I can pour those bubbles and soak....well, I may be there for a while. Bubble baths are my guilty please and I am REALLY looking forward to one!

Alright, so I know you are all just dying for a new picture (I'm sure your happiness depends on it), so here are a few for your viewing pleasure!

Here is one of Mac all dressed for his first stroller ride...wanted to make sure he was warm!

Here is one of Eric, Mac, and poor Heisman trying to be one of the guys:

Me and Mac on his first walk around the neighborhood:

Here's a picture of our little yellow man...