So Suck It.

My baby is officially five weeks old now, but I started writing about this experience a few weeks ago and it still makes me laugh...

Today my son is two weeks old, which means that for two weeks I've been in mommy bliss.  Really.  This kid is spoiling me with his laid back personality.  It also means that since I haven't been able to drive for two weeks that I've had a touch of cabin fever.  I probably agreed a little to jubilantly when the husband suggested a quick trip to Home Depot after dinner tonight.

I have no problem taking my two-week old out in public.  I "wore" him with a wrap that one of my friends made for me, so he was riding (snoozing) happily right up against me.  People can't randomly touch him when he's all wrapped up on me.  (At least not while exhibiting socially acceptable behavior.)  Besides, it's perfect for random kisses on his little head, which happened approximately every twenty seconds.

In the checkout line, the woman behind us asked how old my baby was.  I answered and instead of the usual "awwww" that we'd been getting all evening, she said a quick, "hmm."  Then she pursed her lips and started down her nose at me.  And my family.  There was a lot of uncomfortable weight shifting until we finished at the register.

As we strolled out to the car, I told my husband, "I think I was just silently judged."  He replied, while glancing back, "Yes, yes you were."