Now that Andrew has a full 12 days of living life under his belt, I think it's time to test my ability to coherently string words together and write an honest to goodness blog post. There are too many amusing, yet minute, details that I don't want to forget!
Andrew's first week and a half of life, while it's been trying at times, has been so much fun to watch. He really has developed quite a personality in his little life! Greg and I are constantly marveling at his expressions, making guesses as to his thoughts, and being completely unable to remember life before him (our ability to remember what a good night's sleep feels like has also taken a dive, but that's part and parcel, as near as we can tell)!
We have taken dozens and dozens of pictures, and split our time equally between thinking that we have the cutest, most photogenic, baby ever, to thinking that our baby makes some of the funniest and goofiest expressions ever seen on film.
When we are not taking pictures, we are feeding. Our discharge weight (5 lb. 5 oz.) was about 10% down from his birth weight of 5 lb. 14 oz., which prompted weigh-ins on both Monday and Thursday of last week. Our Monday weigh-in came in at 5 lb. 6 oz. (impressive that he gained at all, according to our pediatrician), and our Thursday weigh-in came in at 5 lb. 13 oz., which was quite the newborn accomplishment! Our little one has proven to be quite the efficient eater; though Greg and I definitely worked hard those first few days to put the ounces on him. Once my milk came in, though, Drew promptly cut our feedings in half from 40 minutes to 20! I was worried a bit about the drop and called a lactation consultant, but she didn't seem at all concerned, just said that if he was content, and his diaper count was sufficient, then we were doing well.
The price of this feeding frenzy, though, is apparent in the fact that I have not left my house, except for the two weigh-ins, in over a week now. I have plans to help a friend wedding dress shop Thursday evening, and I am equal parts nervous about leaving Drew, and excited to be rejoining the world of the living! The downside, though, is that I haven't worn "normal" clothing in about a month now. I don't think Jingles and Tiffany's will appreciate me showing up in my new uniform of pajama pants, nursing bras and tank tops! On my to-do list for tomorrow is to try on clothing and see if I can cobble something respectable-looking together. Oh, and Thursday will also be the first day that I can start driving again! It'll be quite the big day, I tell ya:)
Well, it's 6 pm, so I am off to shower and hopefully take a nap!
Ciao for now...
2 people say...:
Okay loving that pic of Drew!! His little expression in that pic is fabulous!! You looked great in the pictures Meg sent of dress shopping -- good job finding clothes. I totally would not have guessed you had only been wearing pjs for the past few weeks. In fact I was impressed thinking you looked great for someone that just had a baby 2 weeks ago! Anyway miss ya girlfriend! Give Drew hugs and kisses and tell Greg hey :)
I just came across some of old paperwork and Ali was discharged from the hospital with the weight of 5 lbs 5 oz. It's amazing how fast you forget about them being that small. They grow and change so fast.
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