It’s official, Julia has her first cold. Things I have/am learning from this experience –
1. She HATES the bulb.
2. She HATES the saline nose spray thing.
3. She reacts less to a bum temp to an armpit temp.
4. Per the pedi, armpit temps are worthless despite the fact that’s what the NICU does.
5. Her “I don’t feel good” cry is much different than her “I’m super pissed off” cry.
My maternity leave is Ovah. I’m going back to work on Monday, and to be honest I have mixed feelings which is much different from the total dread that I was expecting to have. I’m a little excited to be part of a 100% grown up world again and to have a dual role, work and home. I’m also kind of excited that Julia will start day care on Tuesday (Daddio has Monday off and will be flying solo with her!!!). I think I’m excited because it’s a “next step” like the first day of school or something. A chance for her to meet and make friends, cute lil’ baby friends, and to be cared for by professionals (she’s going to the same church daycare that I went to). I know that if she ever NEEDS me that I’ll be able to be there for her, but it does break my heart that I won’t be able to be there every time she WANTS me. She’s a very attached and needy baby. She loves me, and wants to be held constantly and loves to comfort nurse, I’m worried that she’ll just be put in a crib and allowed to cry all day. I tell myself that it’s unlikely, because every care giver knows that if one baby screams…they all scream, so I’m sure they will at least attempt to soothe her. I’m also sad that I’ll miss her morning time, because she loves to make eyes at me and giggle all morning, and it definately sucks that I’ll miss that. Ok, see now I’ve typed myself down off my excitedness. Oh, well…babies adjust fast, I’m sure she’ll be fine. I was happy at this daycare and they’ve been open for 27+ years so that’s a good sign!
In other news, Jewels had her 2 month check up (and shots) on Friday. She tips the scale at 10 lb. 12 oz. is 22 inches long and her head is 15 inches in circumfrence. That’s the 50th, 40th, and 25th percentiles, respectively!
It’s past 10 PM and 1) I’m still awake and 2) my sweet little munch (kin) is not attached to me! I know I’ve been bad about blogging, but I’m one of those “one last thing” type people and blogging seems to fall to the bottom of the “one last thing” list (although I do read other blogs, I just can’t find the time to type). When the little one starts begging for food I get frantic and try to do a few more things (like load the dishwasher, the washing machine, the sterilizer thing etc.) before I nurse her so that they can “run” while I just sit there. Then while I’m sitting there nursing, I survery every inch of house in sight (which until 9PM tonight included our main christmas tree…one down, four to go) and create an even longer list of things that *must* be done and places I *must* go. I rationalize that I’ll get to blog after x number of these things are accomplished…clearly this isn’t getting done.
Anyhow, this weekend we went to a good friend’s wedding (which went PERFECT!), and we left the Jewels with The Bat and his parents, for like 6 hours! When we picked her up…she smiled at me!!! She’s VERY attached to me and sometimes she cries for me…not to eat, she just wants her mommy. Which is great for me, but may* be creating some hard feelings with her daddy. Boy, does he love her lots…but he does not love not being able to console her always. To combat this, we’re trying to have him hold her and do as much as he can with her (bath time, tummy time, play time, changing her etc.) It’s been a little rough for us all, but I’m sure we’ll get it.
*I’ll be updating the blog (hopefully soon) with pictures of our Christmas vacation, I’ll be password protecting them, so please leave a comment if you’d like to have the password, I’ll be giving it out to those people that I know IRL and fellow IF bloggers. Just let me know your e-mail or I can post a comment to your blog (if you promise not to publish)!
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