So, we are officially over the 5 week hump. The learning never stops. It is about as continual as the money spending. I mean, she is only 5 weeks old, and she is EXPENSIVE! Now, you seasoned parents out there already know this, but I am just having forward flashes to the days when she actual REQUESTS things. Oh my....
So, what have I learned in the past week or so?
Babies have somewhat of an eating schedule, but they can binge with the best of them. When I binge, I blame it on hormones, bad day, low blood sugar, nice weather...whatever. HK apparently has "growth spurts." At least I now have a new excuse. It will go something like this-"Yes, one gallon of the chocolate chip ice cream please. It is necessary for the growth spurt I am experiencing today. I want to make sure that I don't stunt." I learned about this growth spurt when we went to the doc. I informed him that 2 days prior, little miss thing ate 7 ounces (she usually has 3) in a 2 hour period. His comment-"Yes, that is brisk." Like it was a lesuirely stroll or something. No-this was 2 hours of unlesiurely shreiking because I was NOT gathering that she was still hungry. How could she possibly still be hungry after the 5th ounce? So-lesson here is that babies appetites vary. My appetite stays pretty consistent, but that is a whole 'nother story and a whole 'nother time.
Another important lesson-this baby likes her sling. More importantly, I like the sling. I can get things done. I can move about freely without having to make one trip a minute to reinsert her pacifier into her mouth. Very nice, eh? Downside to this is that my back and neck hurt. But, the upside is being able to actually sit still for an hour.
So-we are getting the hang of this mother/baby thing. One day at a time; one gadget at a time!
It's just me-and all of my idiosyncrasies. I work full time, I am married, and I love my dog. We just adopted a baby girl. I am completely contradictory, I am a girlie girl, and I am impatient. I like breakfast for dinner. I like apples and peanut butter. I like wine. I like entertaining. I like sleeping. I like labels and I can be a b-with an-itch when I want to be or am pushed. I want to give my baby every opportunity in the world, and I want to teach her values and the rewards of hard work. I want more children and am scared to death of the uncertainties of adoption even though I have already done it. I love my husband. I hate that I weigh the most I ever have in my whole life. I want my husband to make a zillion dollars a year, and I want him to put up his laundry and clothes when I ask. I want what most people want-and here is my story-day by day!