{"id":64,"date":"2007-08-21T15:00:05","date_gmt":"2007-08-21T22:00:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/?p=64"},"modified":"2007-08-21T15:00:40","modified_gmt":"2007-08-21T22:00:40","slug":"how-hard-it-is","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/?p=64","title":{"rendered":"How Hard It Is"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As I write these posts I&#8217;m very aware that I am only reporting what everyone before me has already verified; I am like an enthusiastic scout venturing deep into the wilds of, oh, South Peoria, only to come back saying breathlessly that yes, all the streets are just where the map said they would be, and the gas station hasn&#8217;t been moved.  All that I&#8217;m discovering is that what everyone says is true.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not like nobody told us how hard it would be.  <em>Everybody<\/em> tells you that caring for a newborn is exhausting and draining and crazy-making and just generally really, really hard.  That doesn&#8217;t stop us from staring at each other, dumb with exhaustion, utterly shocked at how hard it is.<\/p>\n<p>Our first night home, Robin cried more or less steadily from eleven at night until four in the morning.  We flipped through every page in every parenting book we&#8217;ve collected looking for a trick to soothe him\u2014white noise, rocking, a hot compress on the belly in case he had gas.  I kept telling myself he&#8217;d wear himself out and fall asleep any minute, but somewhere he was finding inexhaustible reserves of outrage.  This after five nights in the hospital of scant and fitful sleep.  We were utterly broken, and both starting to suspect we&#8217;d made a terrible mistake.<\/p>\n<p>Things looked better in the morning, and the subsequent nights have been much more sane.  We seem to have settled into a workable routine.  I go to bed around seven o&#8217;clock; Sam stays up and amuses the baby.  I get up for feedings in the evening, and through the night, and in the morning I keep Robin quieted while Sam sleeps in.  We love our baby, and most of the time we feel like we&#8217;re doing pretty well.  But there are moments every day that we wonder what we&#8217;ve done.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve cried every single day since Robin was born.  Not often or for long, and not even with any real sense of sadness or despair, just as a helpless venting of tension and anxiety and general overwhelm.  I know it&#8217;s largely the chemical aftermath of birth: one of my books says, &#8220;The hormonal changes you went through as an adolescent or experience during your menstrual cycle are minor compared to the hormonal overhaul you&#8217;re undergoing after giving birth.&#8221;  I&#8217;m not really worried about postpartum depression, though I guess it&#8217;s something to keep an eye on in myself, and I don&#8217;t want to worry anybody else who&#8217;s reading this.  It&#8217;s just that I want to write about all the great stuff, how cute he is, how sweet, how amazing it is when I hold him and he blinks up at me with bemused blue eyes.  But I wouldn&#8217;t be reporting honestly if I didn&#8217;t also admit how hard it is.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I write these posts I&#8217;m very aware that I am only reporting what everyone before me has already verified; I am like an enthusiastic scout venturing deep into the wilds of, oh, South Peoria, only to come back saying breathlessly that yes, all the streets are just where the map said they would be, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=64"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/64\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=64"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=64"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/shannon.users.sonic.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=64"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}