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Height/Weight:
21 inches
7 pounds 11 ounces
Size:
Newborn!
Favorites:
Food- BREASTMILK!
Book- I’ve read
“On the night you were born” to her and she loves it J Well that’s what I
think at least!
Song- She loves
when I sing “Jesus loves me” to her.
Toy- My boobs.
Seriously. Haha
Non-toy toy- My
boobs.
Time of day- Well
all she does is sleep right now so every minute of the day seems like her
favorite unless she’s hungry, tired, or DIRRTY
TV show- she
doesn’t get to watch any yet!
Thing to giggle at-
She loves laughing and smiling in her sleep!
Firsts/Milestones/Memories:
-She already holds her head up on her own! My strong baby
girl!
-BLOWOUTS are very common! And I never thought I would think
they were so cute! J
-FARTS are so adult like...LOUD! At one point, we (my mom
and I) thought Ryan farted but it was Estella! Haha
-First doctor’s appointment on 9/27/2012 and her first day
out with mommy & daddy! Boy was it....interesting.
-Estella had tons of hiccups in utero which I was always
worried about but she still has TONS of hiccups now after nursing! They’re cute
but I bet annoying for her.
-We had our first morning (Thurs 9/27/12) alone since my mom
had to go back to Rockford earlier than planned and I was SCARED. But we
managed. I fit a shower in, got ready, got our bags ready, and ate lunch all
before Ryan came home to go to her first doctor’s visit! Accomplished!
How can I sum up our first week in one word? CHALLENGING.
In a good way though...being a parent definitely has a huge
LEARNING CURVE and I’ve only done it for a little over a week! If you’ve read
my previous blogs about our labor experience, you may be able to extrapolate that
I was running on pure adrenaline. I
didn’t actually sleep longer than 20
minutes until Saturday night! (Which means my last night of sleep was
Tuesday night!)
Not only did anxiety run through
my veins about her surviving her first day, night, and week but I was just
getting the hang of nursing her so often. I realized after the first two days
of nursing that she had a very very shallow
latch, which equaled PAIN FOR mama. My nipples felt like I rubbed the roughest
piece of sand paper on them for an entire day! Then it only got worse when my
milk came in on Sunday (yes...my milk
came in pretty early) and the engorgement period set in. HARD ROCK BOOBS
plus gaining 2 whole cup sizes overnight is not sexy....or comfortable.
Breastfeeding was MORE DIFFICULT
than I imagined...it wasn’t just OK STICK A BOOB IN HER FACE and that’s it. It
was and still is a learning experience for the both of us. As long as I am the
one feeling the pain and she is the one gaining, I can deal.
We had our first doctor’s visit for Estella and he was
SUPER impressed! He said most babies commonly lose weight (around 6-8 oz) at
their first week visit (she lost an ounce at the first day) but said he was SO
happy Estella kept her weight!
After a rough week of unstable emotions (stupid hormones)-
feeling as if I was a disappointment to Estella etc, hearing her pediatrician
tell me that I’m doing a good job made me want to cry. (ok yeah just about
everything makes me want to cry) But really, it made me feel a sense of relief
that the week was more than worth it.
Thank goodness for my husband’s patience...cheering me on
from the sidelines. He’s been great this week. Thank goodness for my mom who
has been so supportive...cooking me delicious healthy Laos meals that have
allowed my body to de-flame, heal, and function and for telling me I deserve to
sit down and relax after what my body just experienced. Thank goodness for
Xander being there to keep me smiling and laughing.
I wouldn’t trade this job for anything. After getting two
doctorates, graduating with my Bachelor’s in 2.5 years, and overcoming a lot of
personal obstacles- I would have to say that this is the most
challenging and rewarding with only so many more blessings to be shown.
The word RECOVERY
for me has happened in different ways.
Physically...I can’t believe how quickly my body has
responded to healing. Yes I am still in pain here and there....bathroom visits
still SUCK...maxi pads have become a necessity...Dermaplast is almost all
gone...and Ibuprofen has definitely been taken BUT I am healing. I didn’t even have to use my padsicles that I made..I
actually want to try them just because I’m curious! Haha And my appetite is
crazy GONE..I can’t even tell when I’m hungry anymore. My mom and Ryan have to
remind me to eat or force me to eat...it’s quite a difference considering I was
eating anything and everything just a couple weeks ago.
Emotionally...well that is a different story. I’ve been
forewarned by many moms that the first week sucks...hormones go blah and you
are sleep deprived. Not a good combo. And they were right. I’ve reached out to new methods to help prevent post-partum
depression and hoping that it all works itself out. Crying once a day..feeling
like an utter disappointment...feeling alone or overwhelmed...well those are
feelings I just can’t let transition into my life. The support I have is the
most crucial and important and for that I am thankful for my family and
friends.
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Estella is healthy, happy, fed, clean, taken care of.....and well...mama
is getting there.
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