I think I got 2 hours of sleep last night. I was spoiled the previous 2 nights by getting 6 hours/night (broken up, of course), so last night was kind of tough. I think she had a bad night because we did so much yesterday - we went to the pediatrician and also had pictures made. The pediatrician's appointment went well and she now weighs 7 lbs 4 oz, which is over her birth weight. (In case you didn't know, babies always lose weight right after birth and the goal is for them to get back to their birth weight by 2 weeks. Eleanor was 8 days old yesterday.) The pictures were done by a lady at my church who has her own studio but has never done newborn pictures before. She wanted me to be her guinea pig, and some of them turned out pretty well. Anyway, all of this made for a long day for Eleanor and she didn't get to eat/sleep exactly when she wanted to, so I think that just threw her off for the evening.
Today we just stayed at home. I read Host by Stephanie Meyer out loud to her for a while - I'm sure she enjoyed the story about aliens taking over people's bodies. We also listened to Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me while she ate - it's important to introduce her to quality radio programming early on in life. We did have a rough point this afternoon when I changed her diaper - just as I was putting the clean diaper on (the only clean one within reach, I might add...), Eleanor peed again and had some major projectile poop. This is not her first time doing that by far, and you think I would learn to keep her covered, but I don't. It went all over the clean diaper, the changing pad, my dresser, my shirt, and our bedroom floor. That was not fun, especially since she hates having her diaper changed and almost always screams while I do it. She's usually very calm, but she does cry whenever you change her diaper/clothes, whenever she's hungry, and especially whenever she gets a bath.
The day got better though. Hunter came home and read to her some more (actual children's books this time, instead of his preferred Science News), and this evening we've actually been able to enjoy some time together. His mom and stepdad were here for a few days, and then my mom and sister were here but they left this morning. We've enjoyed having our family visit and they've been very helpful, but it's also nice to start settling into life as a new little family.
As I write this, Eleanor is sleeping on my chest. It's amazing how even when I get stressed out by the lack of sleep or the poop all over my room, I never get frustrated with her. I love her so much, and she's definitely worth it all.
Today we just stayed at home. I read Host by Stephanie Meyer out loud to her for a while - I'm sure she enjoyed the story about aliens taking over people's bodies. We also listened to Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me while she ate - it's important to introduce her to quality radio programming early on in life. We did have a rough point this afternoon when I changed her diaper - just as I was putting the clean diaper on (the only clean one within reach, I might add...), Eleanor peed again and had some major projectile poop. This is not her first time doing that by far, and you think I would learn to keep her covered, but I don't. It went all over the clean diaper, the changing pad, my dresser, my shirt, and our bedroom floor. That was not fun, especially since she hates having her diaper changed and almost always screams while I do it. She's usually very calm, but she does cry whenever you change her diaper/clothes, whenever she's hungry, and especially whenever she gets a bath.
The day got better though. Hunter came home and read to her some more (actual children's books this time, instead of his preferred Science News), and this evening we've actually been able to enjoy some time together. His mom and stepdad were here for a few days, and then my mom and sister were here but they left this morning. We've enjoyed having our family visit and they've been very helpful, but it's also nice to start settling into life as a new little family.
As I write this, Eleanor is sleeping on my chest. It's amazing how even when I get stressed out by the lack of sleep or the poop all over my room, I never get frustrated with her. I love her so much, and she's definitely worth it all.
Eleanor is ready for football season!
