Oren threw up yesterday morning, so Mark kept the older boys home while I went to church with Daniel. I would love to say I enjoyed Sacrament meeting, but I was feeding him for most of it. :-) It's a good thing I went, because I only had a piano substitute set up for last week, and we have a primary program coming up. We scheduled it for November 8th, since I knew I wasn't going to go over my due date and we figured that would give me sufficient time to heal to sit on the piano bench again.
I should have brought my foam pad I used during pregnancy.... That bench is hard! We did a full run through, and then just sang songs for the last 30 minutes, which means 2 full hours sitting down on a hard piece of wood, not even 2 weeks after having a baby. Ouch! I was hurting the whole rest of the day.
What amused me was the number of people who couldn't believe I was at church already! I'm feeling great, other than the sore tushy from the bench, and it's not like I was there with all the kids by myself and chasing them all over the building. There is a cold going around, I know, but he was kept covered and behind the piano the whole time. I let people peek, but nobody touched or got too close. Is it really crazy to want to go to church with a newborn? I'm needed there, and there's got to be a first Sunday at church for him so may as well get it over with, right? I did go home and rest for most of the afternoon, except for the apple crisp that I made from scratch. (I need to get used to using sugar again, because my baking has gone downhill a bit from disuse.... it was a tad more tangy than I would have liked....)
Crazy? Stir crazy maybe, because I'm going from a completely full schedule - to sitting on the couch for several hours a day.