Catch Up (Trying to)

Ok...I am now just trying to catch up on the past two and half weeks...yeah...it's been that long already. Strange, but cool.

Don't know where to start from because so much has happened. I mean, so many different emotions, thoughts...just everything all around...well...The day of the baby being born, there were some rough times for me. Not terribly rough, but rough none the less. Ruby was laid up pretty good from the C-Section, obviously, so I had to care for the baby at night. (The C-Section was a nervous experience for me). We had plenty of help during the days with all of the visitors in and out of the hospital, that was no problem. Let's not forget that he slept a whole lot the first 48 hours, so there was no worries really. Night time was a different beast all together. You have this new born baby that is crying, and you really don't know what to do really. I was the man the first two/three nights...Ruby couldn't get up, she had major surgery. I also had to change his diaper. I have never changed a diaper before, you know!? I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to do it right and stuff like that, but it turns out that there really isn't anything to it anyhow. You just have to get used to things, you know?! It's all new. Sleep becomes scarce right a way, you know?! You feel that right away. I still don't think that I am used to the sleep, or lack there or, that I am getting now. That is the part that you feel you miss the most. You know, you just miss being able to sleep for like a full 8 hours.

It sucked being in the hospital for that period of time. The part that really sucked for me was the night time. It's bad enough that you are trying to figure out the baby and the new situation that you are in, but once the baby decides that he is going to sleep and you put him down, you get happy at the propect of sleeping...finally..right!? Not quite so. You see, you have the nurses, for Ruby and the baby, that come in and out of the room all throughout the night. So you don't get uninterrupted sleep persay, so it isn't all that it is cracked up to be (thinking that you are going to sleep well). Not to mention I had to sleep on the green leather type couch without a pillow. Not that it really made much of a difference because I was so tired.

On the third day, you finally start getting the hang of your new situation and the prospect of actually going home for the first time just makes everything feel just that much more better. Just then, a new nervousness or sorts starts creeping in. I am actually going to go home! Yike! The baby is coming with us, Ruby isn't really mobile and there is supposed to rain like crazy outside?! I got a little worried. It ended up being ok...we didn't get rained on that much and the baby had a smooth ride/transition home. I was glad. Really I was. There is literally nothing like going back to the place you call home after being gone for a couple of days. That is probably an understatement, if one has every been made.

Sorry if these seems a little vague, but I am just trying to collect all of the thoughts as I type this up.