It seems crazy that we waited for so long and as I sit here in margaret's nursery with her asleep in my lap, it seems I've been meant to do this my whole life.
Margaret Anne jones is 16 days old today and is the light of my life. She seems to get bigger and cuter every day. Things have been going as well as can be expected. I had no false impressions that these first few weeks would be easy. And they haven't been. But they have been worth it. Initially I would have said Margret was a pretty happy baby and didn't fuss much but that changes probably about day 5 or so... She initially would just fuss at night but then during the day as well. It became apparent that her belly was really the problem. After tons of good advice from fellow moms on facebook, the past few nights have gone better with the help of the swaddle me blanket and gas drops. I have also made the decision to cut back/cut out dairy so she can better digest my milk. Breastfeeding has been a whole other beast. I guess I didn't expect it to be easy but I am glad I never gave myself a backup plan bc I might just have given up those first few days home. Within hours of being home we had to go to the breastfedinf center because feeding was so painful. I have gotten through the past few weeks with the help of a very supportive and loving husband and a nipple shield...relied on the pump and some cabbage leaves to make things more manageable too. I'm just starting to wean off the shield...doing ok so far.
Yesterday I gave in to the madness of a lengthy screaming fit and gave her her first pacifier. I don't regret it, as there has been peace ever since but it does make me a little sad. I don't know what I was holding out for but it makes me sad thatbi can't always comfort her on my own.
Overall life is good and i'm loving the little family we have created and the love that has filled this house.
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