Reflection of Day Two

My sister and Giovanni's Aunt holding my baby.

Day Two was when I began to feel like a real teen parent. Baby Giovanni has helped me to understand already how much work a newborn truely is. However, I beleived at the time and still beleive even after the project was completed that I was an amazing Momma to G. Every single time he even made the smallest coo or breath I was on-edge and on alert, waiting to care for him.

I, by the end of Day two, did not see Giovanni as a fake baby used to collect marks in school any longer. I felt at that moment bonded to the baby, and since I one day would love for my own family, saw the fake child as a test for a one-day real baby.

However, being away from James brought my stress levels to bad heights. He is the only other person I would have trusted with my baby, to take him when G needed burping or feeding and I needed a break, and during day two I was unable to visit him. Caring for Giovanni alone and without somebody to give me a reassuring hug was exhausting.

What worsened the stress was that my sistser insisted she hold my baby when I strictly told her `no`. She would roll on an exersice ball all over the house and especially near Giovanni, which freaked me right out. After I made her put the ball away, all my sister did was make up foul nicknames for Giovanni, including `Voldie`, `Tootsiepop` and `Broski G`. They really annoyed me, and since I felt bonded to Giovanni, my sister`s shenanigans really made me furious.

Otherwise, I had barely any human interaction all of day two. I had no changes to anything or any help. However, Giovanni fed for an hour and a half during this night, and was awake almost all night.