It's been so long since I've written. This should be a clear sign to you just how busy, and tiring, it is being a new mommy, who also works part time. You're currently down for a nap in your crib. You were fussy in your bouncy seat so I changed you then laid you down - wide awake - in your crib. This is a first for us so we'll see how you do. You don't like to take naps. I think it's because you're afraid you'll miss out on all the fun...just like mama.
Someday I will write your birth story but in the mean time I thought I'd catch you up on what life has been like for the last 3.5 months.
The first few weeks were horrible. It wasn't at all what I thought. You cried...a lot. You nursed...a lot. You slept...a lot. And you pooped...a lot! And that's about all you did. Your daddy and I didn't get much sleep and we pretty much took turns holding you and changing you and nursing, oh wait just I nursed you :) You didn't like to sleep unless we held you - upright. When you were awake you didn't like to be held.
Everything I thought would happen, like with most newborns, wasn't at all how you were. I thought I could hold you, like a baby, and that when you were awake I could hold you, and you wouldn't fuss. After every feeding you would scream. It wasn't until you were 5 weeks old that we got you on a beautiful drug called Zantac. Nunu spent 8 hours with you and learned that I wasn't making things up, you were in pain and made a quick call to your doctor and got you on the drugs! Yay for Nunu and drugs!
You HATED being passed around, still do, which made the constant flow of visitors even more stressful. We have a TON of people that love us and that now love you! It was very hard as a new mommy to have all that attention. Everyone wanted to bring us meals and hold you and chat. And all I wanted was food, sleep, quite, and wine. Fortunately, the guests didn't stay long, but it was so hard on me. It was good for your daddy to have other people around to help take care of you and to talk to someone other than his zombie wife...but that first week was hard.
Although you were (and are) so beautiful that it made it really easy to put up with all the crying, poop and painful nursing sessions.
This was the day after we brought you home...just look at that beautiful face.
After we got you on Zantac you started to be less fussy. You were fine during the days, but right when daddy got home you would start your 3-4 hours crying fest and that's all daddy heard from you. It was hard for you two to bond.
