3 weeks old

3 weeks ago right now I was getting ready to get in the tub and push! Now look at the reward!

We missed our walk yesterday due to rain and untimely needs to breastfeed. Today I was determined so as Michelle drifted off for her morning nap, I donned my walking gear, walking shoes, visor, chuck-it with ball and leash. Io noticed all these tell-tale signs of the adventure to come and was all worked up to go when Michelle woke up with the need to feed. The word "walk" was uttered which set off Io's talking-howl. Should have made a video, but you get the idea. We did get our walk accomplished with grandma and grandpa via Moby wrap so she could "top off" her meal. I am noticing that just about every photo taken of me in the past week has been while breastfeeding. This is not a breastfeeding campaign, it is simply WHAT I seem to be doing...very frequently...during much of Michelle's waking hours.

I love Grandpa!

Our first bath in the pink tub. Water immersion continues its calming effect on Michelle.

First Bath! Round 2 grandparents.

Up until Thursday evening, we were just giving Michelle sponge baths. Now that her belly button is healed, Barry have her the first bath. She LOVED it! Completely calm the whole time, except for the getting out and drying off part. Of course, she was born in the water so I'm sure she felt right at home!

"High five Dad! This bath business is good stuff!"

Also, Grandma Linda and Grandpa Dave drove straight through (15 hours!) from Salt Lake on Thursday. I couldn't believe it! I have never driven is straight through myself, but I guess they had a little Granddaughter motivating the relentless driving.

2 week growth spurt...

Rooting for the good stuff "I know its here somewhere..."

I love my daddy...even if he is a little wierd.

Daddy takes baby for a test drive...

The last 3 nights have been relatively light in the sleep category. I caved in to bringing Michelle to bed with me due to her frequent need for feedings and screaming. I hope I am not creating a monster as I really want her to sleep in her crib. I am hoping we can get through this growth spurt and get back to establishing a routine for her. I was in tears yesterday because I thought I would start pumping some milk so Barry could feed her if I needed to run errands but I couldn't keep her off my breasts long enough to get in an effective pump session. I do have about 2 oz of milk now in the fridge and I think I will try to introduce her to the bottle nipple today. I think it is safe to say that as ravenous as she if for my breasts, I don't think "nipple confusion" should be an issue. But who knows? New mom, probably making every mistake in the book, breaking all my own rules and playing it by ear. No one said it would be easy...