Navigate away if you don’t like knowing the nitty gritty details or awkward moments that come with life, because this post is alllll about that stuff. Mostly because I have no filter and think it’s hilarious.
Breastfeeding: Now that we have the hang of it, it’s sometimes the funniest thing everr.
Sometimes my boobs are really full when she’s ready to eat, like too full for her, because after a few seconds she starts sputtering, and then detaches and it’s literally a fire hose from my boob all over her face. BUT DID YOU KNOW that breastmilk is great for basically any ailment you have? So really, my oversupply is helping my baby in many ways hahah.
One time she was really sleepy while eating and Zach sneezed right next to us, which startled her, caused her to detach and start choking/coughing/farting simultaneously. Lol forever, but also poor baby.
My boobs are really sensitive to cold/heat now, and will start crying at severe temperature fluctuations. Zach thinks it’s hilarious. I’m not so amused, especially when it happens in public!
Also, it’s as though they’ve developed ears because if it’s around the time Lucy eats, and they ‘hear’ her, they’ll start crying too!
I wish I could show you all a video of when Lucy is ready to eat- she is so eager and her face is just the funniest, cutest thing ever! I laugh every time.
Diaper Changes: Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Before she was born I was warned frequently that she would have constant blow outs. However, the explosions have yet to escape her diaper (*knocks on wood*). Instead, she waits until we’re mid-changing it and decides to sneeze-shart all over the new diaper, your hand, the wall, you know, whatever you hold most dear. Most recently it was my face and upper arm. I was not even close to her bum, but she managed to projectile shart at least 3 feet at approximately a 45 degree angle.
There were a solid 4 diaper changes in a row where she would wait to pee until I was putting the new diaper under her while lifting her legs. SO the pee went allll over her outfit, changing table, new diaper, you name it.
I’m now accustomed to the frustration that is literally throwing money in the diaper pail.
- Swimming! In the bath tub that is. After she’s all washed up we take her out of her little seat and let her wiggle around freely in the water. It’s her favorite!
- Massages! After every bath we take her to the “baby spa”. There’s soft lighting, soothing nature sounds, warm towels, the whole shebang. We give her a full body massage using Burt’s Bees baby oil and she just looooves it! Sometimes she’s really sleepy (we usually do bath/massage before bedtime), and sometimes she’s super vocal and just tells you all about her day.
- Cuddling. Sometimes it’s the only way to get her to sleep. And if she’s ever fussy we can just pick her up and hold her close and instantly she’s a happy baby again. She’s really pretty good at sleeping at night, averaging on a 7 hour stretch, and then another 3-4 hours after a feeding (*knocks on wood again*), and usually after she wakes up from the 3-4 hour sleep she’ll eat again, get her diaper changed, and then just cuddle for a while! It’s so great! 😀
- Music. Any time I sing to her, or play the piano, or turn on spotify, she becomes so calm and quiet. There have been a few times where I’ve put her in my lap while I play the piano and she just becomes silent and watches me- I should record it because it’s really amazing!
- Mirrors. She becomes so inquisitive whenever she looks in a mirror. It’s rather adorable.
Lucy doesn’t like…
- Tummy time! She’s pretty good at it, but after a minute or so she’ll let out her signature scream and start kicking in protest. Oh Lucy, we’re doing this for your own good!
- Her carseat… most of the time. For like the first 2 minutes of being in it, but then after that she usually falls asleep.
- Having gas. Duh.
- Nursing anywhere where she has to be covered, or can’t kick her feet out. SPECIFICALLY CHURCH. Good gravy we went for the first time last Sunday and I took her to the mother’s lounge to nurse, but she hated that the chairs had armrests that prevented her apparently much needed feet/leg movement, and that I covered her up, so she refused to eat and then was hungry=not too happy afterward. Grrrr.
And here are some snippets of her first 7 weeks! Get ready for a lot of grunting, and even more cuteness!