Last night we put Zoey down just after midnight and she didn’t wake me up until 4:10 AM! It was glorrrrious. I heard her fussing and hesitantly looked at the clock because it felt like I had only been asleep for an hour and when I saw it said 4:10 AM I had to refocus my eyes and look at it for another 30 seconds or so. I just could not believe it! What a good little girl. I know she was tired because she had been awake for a couple hours before we put her down. Or maybe it was because Daddy fed her and put her down. Maybe he has the magic touch? I may have to have him do that again tonight lol
Sometime in the next week or so I’d like to get a bed time routine going for us. I’d like to feed her, change her into her jammies and read to her at a specific time every night. At this point with her waking up every 2-3 hours to eat, it is a little difficult to come up with a very specific time to do all of this but I’d like to at least try to get something going so that later on down the line we’ll already have some kind of routine established. Also, I’m looking forward to getting my own routine down in the coming weeks. Gene is going back to work the week after next and I don’t think I’ll get any routines down good until he is officially back at work and I’m on my own.
Today Zoey went on her first trip to the mall. Gene and I went and got our hair cut this morning and then we walked the mall for a few hours. Had Subway for lunch and then headed home. We stopped and got some more Enfamil formula on our way back.. I really think this formula might be working out. Or at least I hope so. She still gets fussy when she can’t seem to poop. Trying to determine if her fussiness regarding this is normal or too much is what is really difficult. This is my first child and I just have no idea how these things work. A lot of this parenting stuff is instinct and I totally understand that, but there are just some things that aren’t instinct and I’m left wondering, is this normal or do I need to call the doctor? She isn’t screaming out but she gets fussy and grunts a lot like she’s trying to move her bowels. She is having enough wet and dirty diapers every day though, so I think everything is ok.
Amazingly, she is getting a little too big for her preemie clothes. The onesies are still fitting her pretty well but anything that has legs like sleepers are just too short for her. We’re having a little trouble getting her head through some of the onesies but as far as the body goes, they are still fitting her okay. I can’t believe she is growing so much! Gene and I are taking bets on her weight. She goes to the doctor on Tuesday for her 4 week check up. I’m saying 6lb 5oz and he is saying 6lb 9oz. She is definitely starting to get a tiny bit of chub on her thighs and arms.. It’s so cute and I want to munch on them all day long.
I don’t know what to say other than I am completely smitten with this little girl. I always have known my entire life that I wanted to have children and I wanted to be a mommy but there just aren’t words that can prepare you for the overwhelming love and adoration you can feel for your child. Getting up in the middle of the night is not a problem at all. Knowing that I get to see her beautiful eyes and hold her close to me again is all it takes to motivate me to get out of bed. Sometimes it’s hard to get up at first but I know I have a job, one single job at that moment and that is to nourish and love my child.
And seeing her with her Daddy? It is sometimes almost too much for my heart to take. Nothing makes me happier. I am so happy. I have been SO happy these last 3 weeks. Happier than I can even begin to explain.
Anyway, I am gonna go sit with hubby. He’s been glued to the tv. Sci Fi is having a trek-a-thon :D I’ve been watching as I’ve been getting things done. Pumping, dishes, laundry, posting pictures, writing this, etc. It feels good to be productive and get things done around here. I’m looking forward to when my “6 week postpartum” check up is and I get the all clear to lift heavy things and vacuum and clean again. I hate feeling like I have limitations. Er.. anyway like I was saying, I’m gonna go sit with Gene until it’s time for the munchkin to get up and eat again. I’m hoping she’ll get up around 11 PM again so she can go down by around midnight. I’m rooting for another good night of sleep but I wont get my hopes up or anything.