Gratitude

Thank you to the nice woman at the bead store who held my crying baby while I picked out my beads.

Thank you to my husband who has been making me dinner every night.

Thank you to my husband who gave me a gift certificate to get a massage tonight.

Thank you to the wonderful massage therapist, who made me feel like jelly.

Thank you to Little Bean who is currently sleeping and not crying.

Thank you to my mom who is coming to babysit this Saturday night so hubs and I can go on a date alone, with no risk of a baby crying.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Tired and hot

Today is a beautiful, sunny Saturday. Little Bean and I decided that it would be a fun day to go on an adventure. I decided to pack up the stroller and go for a walk to Quiznos and Bartells. Unfortunately, I always under-estimate distance and elevation. Also, it turns out that I don't actually have any warm-weather clothing that fits me yet. Yet, I'm persistent...we would go anyway! It took me 45 minutes each way, and I was so, SO hot.

I've been crashed on the recliner the whole rest of the afternoon. Perhaps an hour and a half walk is a bit much for my first bit of exercise in a two months. I really can't count the 9-month pregnant waddling as exercise, can I?

Two weeks

I've been a mom for two weeks now. Wow.

Generally, if you do anything for 14 days in a row, you would seem pretty comfortable and adept at doing it. Yet, after 14 days of caring for this little one, there are so many ways in which I'm still completely clueless. Two weeks seems short, and she's still so tiny, yet my labor seems so long ago. It seems like forever ago since I was on bedrest, or had a day of plans that didn't revolve around breastfeeding. So, in some ways, two weeks seems like a long time. On the other hand, it's also a very short time. It's amazing to me that I've fed baby girl over 120 times, and yet it still seems so foreign...a thing we're still both figuring out. I would think that after doing something 100 times you'd get pretty good at it.

She's growing so fast. She was so tiny when she was first born, my mom brought us some preemie sized sleepers and hats. The hats still fit, but her sleepers are too small. I love my little doll - I can't believe she's outgrowing clothes already.

First day

Today is my first day home, without help. It's just me....and a baby. Thankfully, (and I can't say that enough), Little Bean has been really great today... sleeping for long periods and eating well. I did manage to get a shower and dry my hair. Actually, Little Bean started crying just as I got the shampoo in, but by the time I rinsed it and turned off the water, she had stopped...and slept for a couple more hours. I didn't manage to eat lunch until 2pm.

Somehow, we ended up house-sitting my parents puppy for a week or two while they are visiting my sister. It was fine while my mom was here too, but today is the first day of me home alone...with two dogs...and one of them is an insane little puppy. So, while Little Bean has been great today, I woke up twice last night for the puppy - once because she sounded like she was going to throw up, and once because she actually did throw up. When I finally managed to get Little Bean to sleep in her bassinet so I could eat lunch, I found dog doo in the dining room. My first day home with the baby is going well, but I'm not sure I'll survive the day with the puppy. And she will be here another week. I'm not sure I'll make it.

Unrelated baby news... Little Bean is gaining weight really well. She had a pediatrician appointment yesterday and weighed 6 pounds, 10 ounces (her birth weight was 6 pounds, 5.5 oz), and she's an inch taller than when she was born. She's growing so quickly!