Cat and Fakecat

The cat did not know what to make of this.

Shoulder puppies!

Amanda took this while Naomi was tucked into the carseat. The puppies are shoulder strap covers that we bought at Walmart. Occasionally she tries to eat their ears.

Diaper Changes and Sleep Deprivation

I wonder if she'll weigh some ridiculous amount by the time we go in for her two week visit, the little parasite (cute though she may be) has been eating non-stop. In other news, Naomi's sense of timing is dead-on, and if she continues in this vein she could be a comedian or a politician or maybe do some sort of crazy covert ops that require insanely good reflexes. Diaper changing time around 1 AM this morning went amusingly. Or maybe I just laughed to keep from crying.

Daniel got her little diaper off of her and started to clean her up while I grabbed a clean one, and although I was only out of the room for about 15 seconds, she somehow managed to wet her onesie and the towel we were using for a changing pad. I swear, I don't know how she can hold *that* much liquid. So I kinda laughed, and Daniel (mildly annoyed) put the new diaper under her tiny little butt...and she pooped again (the first diaper was kinda gross). Daniel (seriously peeved) removed the diaper, only to shove it back under her butt about 3 seconds later just in case, and lo! and behold! there was more excrement. Seriously, kiddo, what's up with that? So I was giggling insanely as I went for a clean onesie and *another* clean diaper, and Daniel (dazed and confused?) attempted to remove the unworn-but-still-dirty diaper, but pulled the same trick as before, and it worked again! I have no idea how she can hold so much poo. I also have no idea how many wipes we went through on that round. Anywho.

Kiddo needs feeding, so more later.

Car rides are super exciting, apparently

Car rides are super exciting, apparently.

1st bath!

I guess it's not technically the first, but it was the first one at home. And she did rather well, too. Once she warmed up, she was quite mellow about the whole ordeal.
The cutest little Sith lord ever!
And she smells better, too!

baby stuff!

When you're getting ready to be a parent, no one tells you about baby stuff. More specifically, that there is  so freaking much of it. Toys, diapers, clothes, tools, books, videos... but today I've been thinking about the clothes. Even more specifically, baby socks.

Now cuteness, style, material, whatever else aside... baby socks are the most secured devices on the whole damn planet. If you get a six pack of baby socks from the store, there are like 200 effing little plastic tabs holding them onto the packaging. It takes less time to steal a frikkin big screen TV than it does a package of baby socks.

I'm no expert on economics and price values or whatever. But I don't know what kind of multi-billion dollar baby sock black market there is, but the Gerber Corporation is having none of that crap.

Post-Partum Musings

Wow.

The whole thing was a bit more traumatic for Naomi and I than I'd ever expected. Who knew that C-sections could go so fast, or be so gosh-awful uncomfortable. I can't imagine that anyone who'd *choose* to give birth this way is in any way sane. Seriously, with the drugs and the pain and the yuck and...just no. But you know something? It was totally worth every minute of it--the unproductive laboring, the nasty Pitocin, the terrifying half an hour in the OR...Naomi's here, and she's healthy, and that's all that matters.

I still haven't slept much. I hear that's normal, too.

My mom was over last night, and she kept the baby with her in the living room. We moved the cradle out for her and shut the door, and Daniel managed to get 10 consecutive hours of sleep. I kind of envy him. I got a brief nap this afternoon, but I'm still feeling rather sleep deprived. Wish my milk would come in so we wouldn't have to keep supplementing with formula. It's only an ounce here and an ounce there, but I really feel inadequate at the moment, since I'm not doing as much with the diaper changing or burping or whatever, so feeding Naomi's all I'm good for--only I'm not actually all that good for it...yet (?).

I have no idea how to catch up with my school work. I have a test on Thursday. I missed one on Friday, but know that there's no make-up for that, either. So here we are, with me trying to figure out what's going on with the school stuff and also heal and take care of a newborn. Family to help out with that is such a blessing.

So my Wednesday morning nurse ordered me a compression band for my tummy, and it works kind of like a back-support band, but I need a smaller one. The nurse who discharged us Thursday evening said that there's not a smaller size, but I know this one is a "medium", so I'm assuming somewhere out there in the world of medical supplies there's a "small", and I'm more than willing to cough up a few bucks for a bit of support and comfort...now where do I sign up?

And the less trivial moment: I'm so in love with my daughter, and my husband (who is, as predicted, the world's best father), and couldn't be happier. It's so wonderful to finally be together as a family, and to be able to snuggle up next to Daniel to sleep, or to fall asleep with Naomi on my chest (and not in my abdomen), or to watch him fall asleep with her in his arms...hmm, speaking of sleep, that's probably a better way to spend my time for the moment.

But really, I wouldn't trade either of them for the world.

Naptime

Naptime for mommy and baby! We've managed to get home okay, thanks to a huge amount of help from our families. Still settling in, tho.

Plans, and how they don't matter

To everyone who knows us, just a heads up: we will be at the hospital until Friday at the earliest. So, 7 day weekend! Also if you come to visit, we won't be at home for a bit.

Zee's

Sleepyhead here kept us up late waiting for her.

Brand new!

Brand new!

Naomi Kaydra ***** ***** was born today at 10:43pm, weighing 8lbs 3oz & measuring 21inches long. Mom and baby are doing fine.

waiting

It's the most wonderful and terrifying experience i've ever had.

8950

The number of steps we walked today trying to convince Naomi to be born.

Baby's Location: A Diagram

A close approximation, but fairly accurate.

For the sake of posting...

Daniel keeps insisting that I post. What's to post? I'm still pregnant and getting elbowed in the kidneys, kicked under my stomach and ribs, and headbutted in my pelvic floor. Ready to get her out if only just to have a bit of personal space. Come on, kiddo, we're ready and waiting.

First Post!

This is a new blog for a new family. My wife and I would like to share with you in some of our adventures raising our first child!