During the first week of April, I went to the dentist and had 2 fillings done. Last Monday (my birthday) I went back to the dentist for a short visit so they could fix one of the fillings because I had endured an entire week of constant tooth pain. He adjusted my bite and we called it good. Well, the next day a certain someone decided she couldn’t stay put and I had a baby so I forgot about the tooth issues until the 2nd day in the hospital where I realized I couldn’t eat without horrible pain on the same side of my mouth. Well, I went back to the dentist today where they had to refill that tooth (a diffrent one, coincidentally?) and then put a temporary crown on it. I’m going back in 3 weeks for the permanent crown as soon as it comes in. I guess that tooth is cracked really far down. Ugh! Just what I wanted to deal with only a week into this whole baby thing.
After that little outing we went home and just loafed around. Feeding a baby every 2 hours is a LOT of work and leaves no time to really get anything else done. We went to my mom’s house for dinner this evening so it was the first time for Zoey to go to Grandma’s house. We had a great time and it was good to go over there again! Made it really feel like things were getting back to “normal.”
Speaking of the every 2 hour feeding schedule, I just want to point out that it is HARD. Not the sleep deprivation thing, I’m doing just fine with that.. But this little stinker LOVES to sleep and we usually spent a good 30-45 minutes trying to wake her up just so we can feed her. So we set the timer for 2 hours, spend 30-45 minutes waking her up and then finally feed her and get her back to bed and then set the timer again. Technically she is probably only eating every 3 hours because of that but there isn’t much we can do. We COULD set it for every 1 hour but then that means neither one of us would ever be getting any substantial sleep, which is just crazy. We’re taking her back to the doctor on Friday for a quick weight check so I am really crossing my fingers that all of Gene and I’s hard work and perseverance has paid off. It is unbelievably difficult to spent 30-45 minutes “torturing” your child to try to get them awake enough just so you can force food down their throat. Most of the time this involves us taking all of her clothes off, blowing on various parts of her body, playing with her feet, poking her tummy, wiping her body down with a cold wipe, changing her diaper multiple times and as a last resort, taking her temperature. Yes, she absolutely HATES having a thermometer in her armpits. It really stinks to have to do all of this but you do what you have to do. She is just SO tiny.
The 2 nursing nightgowns I had ordered a couple of weeks ago came in finally so I am really excited about that. I can’t exactly nurse right now because we’re both struggling to get that down but I do pump every 2 hours when the munchkin feeds so it will help with that. Plus, I got sleeveless gowns so it will be so much cooler. We’re keeping the house warmer than we normally do, not to mention the fact that it is starting to heat up outside these days.
Well, my tooth is really sore so I think I am going to go pop a couple more extra strength tylenol and maybe just relax a bit before the next feeding. After the next feeding I am going to lay in the papasan chair (where I’m sleeping these days) and get some sleep. Oh I wanted to mention that I took a nap in my bed this afternoon for a few hours (have I mentioned how much I love my husband?? He is amazing!!) and it was significantly easier to get out of bed afterwards and a lot less painful. Looks like recovery is going well! I am crossing my fingers that maybe by next week some time we can move back to our bedroom and start sleeping in our bed again. Oh would that be heavenly!
