Who knew it was possible to survive on such little sleep? I believe the sleep deprivation has finally taken a toll on me this week. Until now I have been running on some crazy fumes. Thankfully my mom saved me this afternoon from a mild meltdown by letting me take a glorious 2 hour nap and I feel completely back in action. Bonus is that she is coming to stay tomorrow night and is going to let me get even more sleep.......ahhh I will be a new woman!!!
I've been slacking on documenting all the juicy details of the new mom life so I'd like to remedy that by making a list of all the things I've learned in these past few weeks.
Going jean shopping 3 weeks postpartum is pure torture.
Trying on shapewear to suck in all the extra fatness should simply be illegal! I seriously think I almost injured myself......for real.
Diaper rash is baby and mommy's worst enemy right now...especially since every little fart produces some kind of poo. We are going through diapers like nobody's business at this point and unfortunately with diaper rash cream you have to use the disposables.
Pumping makes me feel like a dairy cow, but I'm in love with the shorter process and the control freak in me is enjoying know exactly how much I'm feeding my baby.
I'm torn on the pacifier...I love that it calms him down, I hate that I have to get up every 10 minutes to put it back in his mouth.
Sending thank you notes to people you thanked in person is seeming a bit silly to me at the moment. I'm all about some Emily Post etiquette, but with a newborn....time is precious and I'm doubting my notes are making much sense these days.
I've realized that an external hard drive is going to be a must have gift for this Christmas....the amount of photos being taken is purely ridiculous.
I'm totally getting dry cracked hands from all the bottle washing I've been doing lately - and seriously is it necessary to sanitize them in the dishwasher EVERY single day...seems a bit much.
I think Ethan has me on his own diet plan. It never fails when I sit down to eat....the screaming begins.
It's crazy how much planning it takes to leave the house now. Time to feed, pack him in the car and time to go! The countdown begins as soon as you pick up the bottle!
Overall everyone is still adjusting. I think everyone will be much happier if we can just make it to week 5 and drop the 2AM feeding. The extra sleep will do wonders I think.