I had a moment tonight. I was cooking dinner with the sound of a crying baby coming from the baby monitor.
For those of you who know me, you know this is a vast departure from my life thus far. I paused for awhile and smiled at this realization. Granted, the only reason I was cooking was because Andy was mowing the lawn before it rained and my mom had to leave early today (she has been coming every day this week to help me out around the house and with the baby) and the meal I was cooking was mostly prepared by a service that measures out the ingredients and provides instructions on the ziplock bags they come in, but still it was a domestic moment.
I have always wondered what I would do as a stay-at-home mom and starting next week when my mom is no longer helping me through the beginning of August, I will get to find out. I already got sick of the television last week so I am imagining it will be reading and straightening up the house when Belén is sleeping and then hanging out/feeding her the rest of the time. We are trying to keep her out of the public until she is a month old and the cold/flu season is over, so it will probably be more representative of what it would be like to be a stay-at-home mom after the first of June. Anyway, it will be interesting.
Both Belén and I had our two-week check ups already this week. I am healing well (my incision looks like a long healed scratch, it is amazing!) and Belén is a healthy baby who is now two ounces heavier than her birth weight. We miss having Andy around the house as he is back to work this week, so it has been especially nice to have my mom coming during the day. She has taken care of meals, cleaning up and helping me get Belén to the appointments. etc. This has helped me to prevent bending over and lifting, the things that cause me to most easily overdo it.
The crazy postpartum emotions have mostly subsided which has been very nice. I much prefer feeling like a rational person who doesn’t cry at the drop of a hat. I still occasionally worry about highly unlikely scenarios like falling down the stairs with Belén in my arms, but I am learning to push such thoughts aside and focus on the positive and likely situations and being extra careful to prevent anything bad from happening. I always try and live my life doing things I enjoy rather than not doing things because of fear and my intent is not for this to change with motherhood. It helps that every day Belén feels less and less breakable as we both get used to her and she becomes bigger and stronger. It is amazing how much she is growing and changing each and every day.
Belén is an awesome baby! She is pretty much happy unless she is hungry, passing gas or doing her business. She has the cutest little bird mouth when she wants to feed and her neck is already so strong. We both love every minute of getting to know her and spending time with her. I could go on and on with little things she does and how cute she is and how we are convinced she is highly intelligent 
but I recognize this is not interesting to anyone else so I will spare you. In short, she is such a joy and we feel so incredibly lucky and blessed!
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