Okay...I never thought I'd say this, but the 27 hours of labor was a piece of cake compared to the day to day of being a mommy. Don't get me wrong, I'm loving learning my new role, but sometimes I feel as if I have been reduced to diaper changing milk truck. Adam is staying home with me tomorrow because Kenly and I had a really bad night and day. Adam also gets major points because he came home with flowers, ice cream, and a chick flick. So, for about 3 hours, I got to feel "normal" again...whatever that is.
Currently, Kenly is whimpering from her bassinet, and I am trying to resist the urge to pick her up. Hopefully she will wear out soon and fall into a peaceful nights sleep so that her mommy can follow her example. She and I did quite a bit of crying today.
But, since I last wrote, the Brands came and helped keep me and Adam sane, and Kenly attended a 4.5 hour live Fantasy Football draft. She handled the trash talk, loud cheers, and she was a huge flirt for most of the afternoon. She managed all of this with a great disposition and not a single cry. Needless to say, she slept for about 4 hours when we got home.
She also went to the doctor on Tuesday. She is up to 8lbs 10.5 oz, and the doctor says she is filling out well. He seems says she looks and sounds great, so that put this breastfeeding mommy's mind at ease.
Adam and I have a four day weekend together because of Labor Day. I'm so happy to be spending some time with him and our little girl. We make an awesome team, and I'm so happy that he has my back.
I'll try to think of more cool stories soon. Here are some pictures of my growing girl.