The First Night Home
After 2 days they let me go home. I can't drive or lift heavy objects for 2 weeks but I am just glad to be home.
People want to visit but we said only family and close friends for the first couple of days. So our parents and Jake and Embry spent the afternoon with us then left when I got grumpy and Quil pretty much kicked them out.
He's more amazing at the whole daddy thing than I ever would have imagined. He loves to hold her and he talks to her about everything and sits with us while I feed her and sometimes I feel bad that I thought he would be bad at this.
"You're an amazing daddy and husband. I love you so much." I tell him as we cuddle on the couch, Lacy sleeping in her bassinet.
"I love you too Bells. Now you should sleep. You look awful." He laughs and I glare at him but close my eyes anyways. "In the bed babe, you need to be more comfortable than the couch."
"Lacy." I mumble and he tells me he will move the bassinet into the room so I get up and go to bed.
A few minutes later he pushes the bassinet with the baby over to his side and I tell him no my side.
"Please Bells just let me do what I can this week because once I start working I won't be able to help as much. I mean I'll still help a lot, I would do it all if you wanted me to but you're still healing." He rambles and I smile and say fine. He'll probably sleep through her crying anyways. He sleeps through everything. He slept through the fire alarm once when I started making breakfast and then forgot about it.
Wrong again.
I wake up to her fussing and he already has her cuddled up with him trying to settle her down.
"She's probably hungry." I mumble not quite awake.
So he helps me position her so she can eat but after she's all done eating she's still crying. We rock her; we sing to her, we freak out. We change her diaper, we try pacifiers, and we freak out some more.
Finally at 3 in the morning Quil calls his mom and she laughs and says sometimes babies just cry but to try taking her outside for a few minutes, that always calmed him down as a newborn, and once she's calm we should be able to put her back to bed. Luckily even in the middle of the night it is warm enough to take her out. So we take her into the backyard and rock her in the swing and it's like magic or something. She calms down and we keeping swinging until she falls asleep, then Quil very gently puts her back into the bassinet and we are both relieved when she stays asleep.
After that she only wakes up every couple of hours to eat.
Still when the morning comes we are exhausted.
'How long does this part last?" Quil mumbles sit in bed and I tell I'm not really sure, the first year maybe?
He groans and says it's a good thing she's so cute.
She starts fussing and he picks her up and puts her in between us and this is how we spend the most of the day, only getting up for food. And by food I mean pop tarts and pizza delivery.
After spending almost the entire day in bed with Lacy Quil's mom calls to see if she can come over and drop some stuff off so we finally get up and shower and wait for her.
She comes with tons of frozen meals and she is now my favorite person in the whole world because I don't really like pop tarts and pizza gets old.
"You two just got out of bed didn't you?" She asks amused.
"In our defense we did shower before you got here." Quil tells her.
She cuddles Lacy for a while before leaving.
"Enjoy this time guys. I know it's hard but soon she's be walking and talking. And as soon as you are ready to let her go for the night I will keep her." She hugs us both kisses Lacy and walks out with Quil following her.
"I can't imagine ever letting her go for the night." He tells me when he comes back kissing her on the head. As exhausted as I am, neither can I.