Oh yeah. This is the life

The last two nights, Emma has slept 5+ hours. She has been sleeping in our bed because she squirms so much that she flails herself awake and would only sleep 4 hours at most and I would lay with my hands on her to keep her arms down and keep her still. Discovered the swaddle me wrap thing. Um. Freaking awesome. It wraps her up tight, she can't kick out of it and she sleeps so much longer! My boobs are not happy. They hurt like crap when we wake up but that's fixable. Sleep is divine! So last night I kept her in our bed just to make sure it would work again and it did! So tonight, we'll try sleeping in the pack 'n play and then maybe this week we'll graduate to the crib (!!!) I'm so excited. :-D

Emma has her two month old appointment on Thursday (even though she's ten weeks old (MD couldn't get us in till then)) Which reminds me. I'm not totally sold on this doctor. She's nice but I want someone I can talk to. I always feel like she's talking so fast.

She's stirring so I have to type quickly! Mornings are going well, too. She really wakes up around 7:30ish and at that time I put her in her bouncer with the vibration. She likes that and will sit there for a good 15 minutes. Just long enough for me to get a few chores done, etc. Then she eats again and falls asleep around 10 for her morning nap. Wakes up around noon (except today it looks like it will be 11:30, haha!) and then we run any errands then we have a sort of fussy afternoon with off and on crap sleeping.

That's my update for this week!

Absence made my heart grow fonder

First weekend back to work has passed. Friday night I cried sooo much and then in the car on the way to work Saturday morning and then again when the girl I got report from asked me how the baby was. :-) Two things I learned: I really, really hate pumping. I really love breastfeeding. I think I had to get away from it to realize I do indeed feel a connection with her and love calming her down and letting her eat. Saturday night's breastfeeding went sooo freaking well. It was truly a blessing. All of Sunday I just thought about how I wanted to get home and share that time with her. I had a bunch of questions for Mellanie, the lactation consultant that I worked with and she hasn't been great about emailing me back. But, this weekend she did write back and it was nice to have feelings validated and general advice.

One concern is sleep on the weekend. I worked off adrenaline just fine on Saturday but Sunday. . . wow. I was so tired. And I got a little crapped on, too!! (Not literally! haha. Though, it does happen in my job). I started out with two pt's that were seemingly easy but they were so busy! And then they gave me a third pt at 11. Admitting is not fun. I hate all the paperwork. I was so behind. I didn't get to sit down and eat till around 2:30. I don't know how it's going to work with pumping. There were several close calls with clogged milk ducts. I get so busy and before I know it, it's been almost 5 hours since I last pumped. Next weekend will have to be better. I will have to trust my coworkers and let them help me. I feel so bad putting it on them but they reiterate that they understand and tell me to go.

There was a Harry Potter marathon on ABC yesterday and all my pt's were watching it in their rooms. I was so jealous. So, today, I'm going to be really freaking lazy and watch my own marathon of Harry Potter. Hee hee hee!