Tied up being smitten.
Things are sweet.
Tonight we took a walkabout in the cemetery with the beeb in the stroller.
She's just as lovely as can be.
Today at the pediatrician we learned that after bringing her home at 6 pounds 11 ounces, she is now, a week and a half later, up to 8 pounds 4 ounces! The doctor suggested that perhaps my breasts are manufacturing cream. Mmm...eat up, beebs.
I am a ravenous beast these days.
We love being at home.
I wake her up at night to feed her (don't tell) and the doctor said instead of doing so every 3 hours I can let her sleep 4 or 5 hours. I'm not sure if she will or not but we'll see what happens.
She's beautiful and wonderful and *dreamy sigh.*
We're totally keeping her.
and..
Roommate is the most awesome dad ever.
6 comments:
My bad parenting confession is that I never woke Mazzy up when she was sleeping through the night. I figured that she was eating enough during the day that I never bothered to wake her up as an infant. I would get 5-6 hours of sleep at night, and it was goooodddd.... The peditrician tried to scare the bejeebies out of me, but was much happier sleeping.
My new bad parent confession? I give her rice cereal on the weekends. Ha.
goovy days and nights: have fun...
The wife goes with letting her sleep as long as possible at night. We're stockpiling our sleep.
Very glad and slightly jealous to hear you're in pure bliss.
-cunty pie
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...life is good.
if you cry because you're so happy is it the baby blues?
Beebs, I love it! Sounds like wonderfulness, rock :)
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