I just managed to feed, change, burp and place a one-month old in a carseat, lift said carseat post c-section, put him in the car, go to the store and successfully complete a shopping trip with no fits or crying from said one-month-old, come home, carry my packages and said one-month-old in his heavyass car seat, feed, burp and put him to sleep in his chair.
I feel f-ing invincible.
If someone had told me how difficult, draining and involved this was going to be I would have figured out a way to have Joph carry this kid like a seahorse. Thank God I can get out of the house now.