See, we got home from the hospital on a Monday and my mom got here that afternoon. She stuck around until Wednesday evening and then she headed home. I was in tears as she left - partly due to hormones, but also out of fear.
J's mom got here the next afternoon and has been here the past two weeks. She was a gigantic help, especially at night or when I really needed a nap. She would watch Andrew and keep him calm, unless he needed to eat and then she would wake me up. It enabled me to sleep for 2 or 3 hour stretches at night so I was a little less of a zombie.
Now it's just us. And I'm scared.
It's possible I'll actually get a little more sleep at night since I'll be feeding him on demand instead of setting my alarm for every three hours. Then again, I will be so hyper aware of any noise that he makes that I might not sleep at all. He's having another one of his super hungry days where he is wanting to eat every hour or so. That might not bode well for a restful night.
I guess we'll see what happens tonight...
Hopefully he is this sweet and sleepy tonight