“Hi, Katie…just gonna check your vitals here a second.”
“Your bed is very high.”
“My husband was playing…”
“Say no more. Happens all the time. Please let me lower it so you don’t hurt yourself going to the bathroom.”
Oh mylanta, this child is hilarious…she has a million faces…I can’t seem to catch all of them. She’s eating well…it took a week for her to catch on to the whole feeding thing, but now she seems to be making up for lost time. She’s been spoiling us with sleep- sometimes it’s a struggle to wake her up. She sleeps hard like her mom. Her tummy is processing some serious gas (perhaps also genetic) and has been a bit cranky, but honestly, it’s impossible not to love every minute.
I am recovering well…have lost 18 pounds so far (none from the thigh region, dangit) but 12 of it was from delivery. My headache is 85% better. I got shampoo in my eyes yesterday while taking a shower. Remember how ridiculously painful it was to get shampoo in your eyes when you were a kid (before the tearless kind came out)? Yeah. It’s not any less painful when you’re a month shy of 30. I am amazing. Big Brother Abe is also doing well. He has stationed himself at the front door and barks at any car he hears within a mile radius…whether it’s coming to our house or not. Again, the child sleeps through everything, so it’s ok.
I finished a pair of mittens…my first completed object in awhile now. I stitched a little R and L (for Left and Right) on them. It’ll be awhile until she fits in them, but dang they’re cute- and super fast. Instant gratification.
And now it’s time for her to eat again…so I shall let you go until Monday. Curt is flying to Fargo (??!!) tomorrow for a dear friend’s wedding, so please pray for safety (him) and sanity (me) until he comes back Sunday night. Kristin and Renae have me covered on the lonliness part- thank you.
We’re expecting snow today…and missing Texas grandparents…blessings to you all and to all a good night…