Week 1 Down

I am not even sure what to write about the end of our first week of parenting.  For sure we spent most of that week in the hospital due to my unexpected c-section.  And for sure I think if we had to choose a word to represent how we feel it'd be a tie between love and exhaustion. 

It still seems surreal that this little snuggle bunny (aka Senorita Toots-a-Lot) was the same wiggle worm that came out of my tummy.  I still can't believe we have a baby.  And Paul and I probably say 10,000 times a day "She's just so cute!"  Cause she is just so cute. 

We tried to take Emma to the pediatrician on Friday for a weight check but of course the base med group closes at noon on first Fridays for training.  And of course we didn't check online to see if they were open before we drove over there.  So we took Emma on Monday to get registered and for a weight check.  She lost a little bit of weight and weighed in at 7lbs 14oz. 

The pediatrician puts us on a 2 hour feeding schedule with pumping and supplementing so essentially our schedule is feed, pump, supplement.  (Paul gives her the bottle while I pump).  By the time I finish feeding and pumping we have an hour or so until the next feeding.  Plus Emma hates being woken up at night (unless she is waking us up) so feedings take a long time.  Last night we let her go 3 hours one stretch because we were just so exhausted. 

Emma has had some good feedings today and we are hoping that her weight has increased when we go back for another weight check tomorrow.  And I actually got some phone calls made that I needed to make.  I'm waiting to hear back from the lactation consultant on base to answer some questions I have and help me be a better moo cow. 

More tomorrow!