Well its been a week since Cedric entered the world and needless to say that for all involved the world seems to have changed quite a bit. Having a c-section was almost a surreal experience. When they were delivering Cedric I could feel a vague tugging and pulling sensation but it was a kind of out of body experience. I knew I was cut open because of the comments my doctor was making. Things like "Look at the size of his head! I'm going to need some suction here." "This baby looks like he is two months old!" All in all though the c-section was not too bad. My recovery from surgery has gone really well. Yesterday I actually walked a mile. Yes I took it slow and yes I've been good (mostly) about taking it "easy" but it felt wonderful to be out of the house and moving around.
I know other parents can relate to some of the changes that happen to you when you have a baby but I am amazed at how nothing Cedric does (so far) is gross. For instance I have lived most of my 27 years firmly believing that bodily functions and really just about anything that comes out of our bodies' while necessary is gross. But when Cedric poops its not gross - I'm pleased because it means his body is functioning like it should. When he utters a particularly loud burp, my heart skips a beat with pride. Even Zach has fallen victim to this. Cedric has twice now managed to throw up massively all over him and both times Zach is completely nonplussed. His first reaction is concern over Cedric, not about how he is now covered in what looks like curdled milk.
I'll leave you with some pictures of our little Cedric, which means battle chieftain by the way.

