Things are just moving right along here. Amelia and I have gotten the hang of breastfeeding. She wants to do it 24/7. She cries at me and makes her arm motions when I try to get us to take a nap. At night, of course. During the day, she is perfectly content to nap. She's alert and kicking and still so tiny. Most of her newborn stuff is too big. So far we've stuck to just breastfeeding. Hopefully we can continue that until I go back to school in August. I still feel in some kind of baby euphoria. I don't mind being a milk machine. I don't mind being trapped here in the house. Maybe it's because Scott's here to take up the slack with Grace and the housework. Maybe I'm older? Maybe I know she's the last one? Dunno. I'm not getting a lot of sleep, so I'm irritable. We're taking her to the doctor today. I've lost 14 lbs so far. I need to increase my water.
Grace's recital weekend went well. Scott's parents came in Sat and Sun to visit. Friday, my mother picked me up and we went to Grace's Kindergarten program at school. Grace has gotten so big! I didn't notice, but before I got pregnant, I could carry her around. Not anymore. She's tall and heavy. Not a toddler any more. I don't know how I feel about that. I didn't miss any of it, really, but she's a big girl now. And she needs more attention that I'm able to give her right now. She tries to get in my lap with the baby, but she just can't. And if she has her way, I don't get to sleep when the baby sleeps - she wants my attention then. It'll all work out. I reminded her last night that she had 6 years of all the attention. The baby will never have that. So I'm up at all hours of the night. I've been entering all of the Sew Mama sew giveaways and adding to my blog follows. I've watched the first season of Eureka. I've read half of a book and some magazines. Lots of online time while I'm nursing Amelia.
|Me, looking like death, and a pretty baby.|
|I bought this from amy @ www.proffittproductions.etsy.com|
|My 2 girls. Weird to have girls, plural!|