It has been a busy few weeks. Boy I thought life was busy before, but DAMN! Between doctor appointments and not sleeping, mostly the not sleeping, life has been interesting. Graci came down last week, brought tons of clothes and the visit ended with us at the hospital. Lily has a cow's milk allergy. Which hopefully she will grow out of. THEN Sergio brought home a cold and gave it to me and the baby. And this time we ended up at the pediatrician. So now the poor thing has to sleep in her swing or her car seat so she is elevated. I about died last night from fever and sore throat. Woke up this morning feeling better, thank goodness!!
So baby development... She SMILES!! She has been smiling since she was a few hours old, first as a reflex and then as an imitation of our expressions, now she is doing it on her own. I had her in my lap and was brushing her hair, I looked down and she had the biggest smile on her face. Also, she can lift her chest off the tummy time mat for a few seconds and can hold her head up and look around when sitting in my lap for a few minutes before she gets tired and lays it back in my hand. She especially likes watching me walk around the living room when Sergio burps her sitting up. Lily has also started really vocalizing this week. Now all we have to do is work on her sleeping more at night.
Job front... “Free at last; free at last; thank God Almighty we are free at last.” I did not want to return to DIS. I would rather file for unemployment and shoot myself in the foot than return there. I told George that if I had one more bounced check, I was gone. Well, I applied for a manager job at another local company and they hired me on the spot. So I went over to DIS, turned in my keys, saw Jared, and cleaned out my desk. Apparently Tom got pissed off at this and yelled at Jared. Well if Tom would answer his fucking phone we wouldn't have this problem. And technically, I didn't quit, since he never asked for my return or showed any interest when I broached the subject with him.
Well, the baby is awake so I am off.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Settling in
Lily is almost three weeks old and I am not as tired as I thought I would be. Don't get me wrong, I'm fucking exhausted. But not as tired as I thought I would be. The house is a disaster though. The only clean thing is my kitchen and that is because if you leave dishes for too long they smell. So she now weighs 7lbs 8oz (as of last Thursday).
I have learned some valuable lessons these last few weeks:
1. Just because she is a girl, doesn't mean she isn't going to pee everywhere, and unlike a boy, it doesn't spray upwards, no, it runs down her back and if I am changing her on my bed it ends disastrously.
2. LET THE HOUSE GO! The people that are coming to visit are here to see the kid and don't even notice the chunk of cat puke on the tile floor. (Fucking cats)
3. Never underestimate a determined child. If she wants to roll, she is going to roll, and it doesn't matter what the books say or the weird look you get from the nurses when you warn them of her new habit. Thank goodness she demonstrated this new talent on the couch and not on the counter top during a diaper change. Which leads us to 4...
4. If you had a c-section, it is ok to change the kid where ever you are comfortable because bending over SUCKS! Even if it means changing her in the kitchen.
5. I can live with spit up, and if she has a really nasty burp you better believe she will turn her head and blow it into the side of your face. Also, when your little newborn farts in public loud enough for the guy in front of you to turn around, it's fucking hilarious! She also farted in my hand while getting a bath. I could do a whole blog of her farting. :-)
I am having problems with the incision. But it just needs to heal and I need to take it easy. Some days it feels like I just got cut open and other days I hardly need any motrin and I feel good. My next appointment is in two weeks, from there I will need to make my decision for my birth control. I am NOT having another kid for at least 5 years. To be honest, I look at Lily and I think of how much easier it was to do the whole "baby" thing than I thought it would be. Since I was 18 I thought I could never do it. I was scared of the pain, basically of the unknown of the process. It wasn't that hard and the labor was the easy part and the recovery (short of not being able to do anything) has been easier than I ever imagined. My job and work drama is harder than this. And there is something about having someone that you know loves you no matter what and needs you more than anything.
And on that note, I am going to take a nap.
I have learned some valuable lessons these last few weeks:
1. Just because she is a girl, doesn't mean she isn't going to pee everywhere, and unlike a boy, it doesn't spray upwards, no, it runs down her back and if I am changing her on my bed it ends disastrously.
2. LET THE HOUSE GO! The people that are coming to visit are here to see the kid and don't even notice the chunk of cat puke on the tile floor. (Fucking cats)
3. Never underestimate a determined child. If she wants to roll, she is going to roll, and it doesn't matter what the books say or the weird look you get from the nurses when you warn them of her new habit. Thank goodness she demonstrated this new talent on the couch and not on the counter top during a diaper change. Which leads us to 4...
4. If you had a c-section, it is ok to change the kid where ever you are comfortable because bending over SUCKS! Even if it means changing her in the kitchen.
5. I can live with spit up, and if she has a really nasty burp you better believe she will turn her head and blow it into the side of your face. Also, when your little newborn farts in public loud enough for the guy in front of you to turn around, it's fucking hilarious! She also farted in my hand while getting a bath. I could do a whole blog of her farting. :-)
I am having problems with the incision. But it just needs to heal and I need to take it easy. Some days it feels like I just got cut open and other days I hardly need any motrin and I feel good. My next appointment is in two weeks, from there I will need to make my decision for my birth control. I am NOT having another kid for at least 5 years. To be honest, I look at Lily and I think of how much easier it was to do the whole "baby" thing than I thought it would be. Since I was 18 I thought I could never do it. I was scared of the pain, basically of the unknown of the process. It wasn't that hard and the labor was the easy part and the recovery (short of not being able to do anything) has been easier than I ever imagined. My job and work drama is harder than this. And there is something about having someone that you know loves you no matter what and needs you more than anything.
And on that note, I am going to take a nap.
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