Poop and other things

So every now and then I check this blog that chronicles inappropriate facebook posts parents make about their babies. I do that partly because it's hilarious, and partly because I fear I might make it on there someday.

One of the things that you aren't supposed to talk about on facebook is poop. I get that. It's gross. But guess what? This is my blog, and this poop story is hilarious. Don't worry though-I won't post the pictures :)

So Jordan, Daisy and I went to my parents house for Christmas. I was in the kitchen making caramel, and Jordan was in the guest room changing Daisy's diaper. All of a sudden, I hear Jordan frantically yelling my name. I run into the room, thinking that something has gone terribly wrong (I am super paranoid all the time now, so of course my first thought was that Daisy was seizing or something like that) and I look at Daisy on our bed. She was just kicking her feet, looking around and being altogether cute. I asked Jordan what the problem was, and he replied with: "Look at me!" So I give Jordan a once over and then I really start to see what the problem was. Poop. Everywhere. There was a spray pattern all across his shirt-up into his beard!-across the wall, all over the bedside lamp....it was everywhere. Now, I should have rushed to his aid right then, but first I called my mom down so she could take pictures...poor guy.

I just remembered that story the other day and had to share it.

Daisy is starting to get a more normal schedule. We are still working on naps though. She is supposed to be asleep right now-I just fed her, got her to sleep, and placed her gently in her crib. The baby monitor is right next to me, and it sounds like Daisy has just woken up and is cooing and sneezing and making adorable sounds. I know I shouldn't go in and see if she will fall back asleep on her own...but I don't know how long I'll last. She is pretty great to cuddle with.

My mom and I have started to do craft fairs. We have only done one, but I got enough to get an iphone, so we are optimistic. We are applying for another one this month. My mom makes these beautiful quilts, and I think for this next one I might make a coordinating set of crib bedding. I made Daisy's, and I think it would be fun to make some to match her quilts.

We have an etsy shop, but I won't even post the link yet-we haven't uploaded any pictures of our products yet. But when we do, I will. My older sister is apart of this too, she also makes great quilts. Here is one she recently made for my grandma:



This weekend Daisy and I are going to join Jordan in New Orleans. I am real excited. Jordan has to travel a lot for his job. It isn't nearly as bad as families in the military, but it still can be a downer. But! I get to spend my birthday with my husband and my baby in a city I've never been to.

K, Daisy is refusing to go to sleep. I guess if she just insists I can watch LOTR and cuddle with her. AGAIN. What a needy girl ;)

Where to begin?

So I haven't blogged since I popped Daisy out. Sorry about that. Having a baby around takes a while to get used to. Because I don't have a ton of time before I need to get back on tap (feed Daisy) I'll make this list more efficient with some lists.

What I wish I had known about having a newborn:

-It's okay if bonding doesn't happen right away. I probably won't tell her this, but I didn't feel like I had bonded with Daisy until weeks 3 or 4. Bonding is hard to describe, but I knew it hadn't happened yet. When I was left alone with her for the first time, I really did not like it. I was so tired, I didn't know what I was doing, and I felt so frustrated. I really resented taking care of her, and I hated feeling that way. When it happened, though...it was wonderful. Every baby book I had said what I went though (baby blues) are totally normal, I just never expected to not instantly fall in love with my sweet little baby. Don't worry-I can't get enough of her now.

-Breastfeeding is hard. It took 4 days for my milk to come in. I expected it to happen after 1 or 2. That was super frustrating, because I really wanted to feed my baby. Also, for the first month or so...it really hurts, and can take a long time. Lanolin and gel pads saved my life.

-You're not a bad mom if you give your baby formula. I wish I would have given her formula the first couple days as we were waiting for my milk to come in. She was fine, (newborns don't need a ton of food) it was her jaundice that the formula could have helped with. The type of jaundice she had gets better when breastmilk (or formula) flush it out of the baby's system. Since I didn't have any milk, I wish I would have given her formula. Her jaundice wouldn't have gotten as bad as it did, and Jordan and I would have felt so much less stressed. Not going to lie-we were freaking out a little bit. Also, every so often (If I have had a rough night) Jordan will let me sleep and give her a bottle. Daisy still latches on to me, my supply is still fine, Jordan gets some bonding time with Daisy, and I get some sleep. We all win.

-Be prepared to be paranoid for life. Maybe it's just me, but I now feel ultra aware of anything that could ever go wrong with, or happen to Daisy. It can be stressful.

-Little babies do great in movie theatres. Date night doesn't have to end! Daisy sleeps right through movies.

No one cares if your dishes don't get done. You just had a baby. You get to do whatever you want.

Recovery takes a lot longer than you think it will. I thought I felt fine, so I started walking all over the place and cleaning the kitchen floor (wtf, Jessica). But then, the drugs wore off. I felt like recovery was worse than labor and delivery. Next time I'm not doing anything. I'm taking all the offers people give to come over and cook, clean, and do whatever else I need.

-Be prepared to turn into a facebook mom. I didn't think I'd be exclusively posting about Daisy every day....can't help it.

Now for some stats on Daisy:

-She is 11.5 weeks old!

-At her 2 month appointment, she weighed 11lbs 9 oz, and was 23 inches long. Thats about a 3 lb and 3 inch gain from her birth stats!

-She is so calm and happy. She rarely cries. Most of the time when she wants something, she just lets out a cute little noise. I feel really grateful that she is so calm.

-The first time she smiled at me I died. Not literally.

-She loves hearing her momma and poppa's voices. She always turns her head towards us and smiles.

-She loves "You Are My Sunshine". It regularly calms her down and puts her to sleep.

-She is starting to fall asleep without my help. She still won't sleep for very long during the day if not being held, but we are working on that. She now has one long stretch of sleep during the night, thank goodness.

-She is starting to discover her hands. She sucks on them all the time, and I catch her studying them too. Last week she was able to reach for a toy and grab onto it. It doesn't happen often, but it's a skill she is developing.

-Daisy is hilarious during tummy time. She lifts her head and shoulders for a while, but usually tummy time ends with her lying with her face on her side, cooing, and licking the blanket.

-She loves bath time and getting her diaper changed.


Her blessing was this past weekend. It was a wonderful experience. My parents and Jordan's parents were able to come visit, and it was really great having all of them here. Daisy was treated like such a princess by the grandparents-plenty of new clothes :) My mom made her beautiful dress, and Jordan's mom gave Daisy a very pretty pearl bracelet. Jordan did a fantastic job with her blessing-he came back with sweat all over his face, poor guy was so nervous. His blessing for Daisy was perfect.

K, this is a super long post. I'll catch up on more later. I've been cooking a lot more vegetarian meals lately, so I'd like to share about that. Jordan and I have weight loss goals and we are trying to work on that together-maybe if I blog about it, I'll be more diligent?

K. Now pictures of the best baby ever.


Blowing milk bubbles bores Daisy I guess?

Daisy with my dad

OMNOMNOM

Nakey time is her favorite time.