This last week has been another adventure, just like last.
Breast feeding brought a new set of challenges this week. My milk came in full force and just about flooded poor Cecelia every time she came to the breast. This has made latching a problem again because a good latch drowns her. Her latches are getting lazy and starting to really hurt her Momma. I have been really sore this week and nursing has gotten even harder now. It's not like last week when it just didn't work, this week it works but it hurts. It's hard to want to feed her, and it's hard not to get really frustrated. Nighttime feedings are the hardest because she's tired and I'm tired and it hurts more and it's harder. Things will get better I'm sure, but for now it's really tough.
The evenings this week have been really hard. This is the time I seem to start to get tired, and it's also the time that Eric gets home from work. Right as he's coming home, I'm starting to feel like giving up. It's been a hard week for Eric and I because he can't really help. I know he wants to and he does a really good job of what he can do, but he can't fix it for me. He comes home tired from work and anticipates the night and the work he will do to help me. I am exhausted from a day of him being at work and am anticipating the night as well. It's been tiring for us both.
Aside from all of that though, we are falling more and more in love with our baby girl everyday. It's amazing how much of a difference so little time can make at these early stages. This week she has started to interact with us a lot more. She is awake and alert a lot more often and it's a lot of fun. She makes more faces and more noises.
My sister and my dad both came to town this week, and so we spent a lot of time together as a family. She had lots of people around who love her and lots of people who wanted to hold and admire her. It's really nice to have a baby who doesn't mind who's holding her.
Granny made her a quilt and blessing gown this week and she got her first package in the mail from Great Granny - a sweater knit by my great grandma before she passed away.
She is so content and so quiet. She cries and squawks only when she's hungry, and even then she's really patient with me while I get set up and ready to feed her. She had a lot of gas smiles this week. She cries a lot while we're buckling her in to her car seat, but once she's in she's totally fine. She likes driving in the car and will sleep through just about anything when she's in there. I have a CD of some piano and instrumental music in the car that I started playing while I was pregnant with her, and we play that for her in the car. I've started to notice that she really likes music a lot and I've used it more than once to calm her down. She is growing and gaining weight, and she seems more and more beautiful every single day. I actually can't believe how much I love her.
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