I guess it's about time that I update my blog. As, I'm sure you all know, we brought Parker, aka "Little P or P Baby" home Monday. Since then things have been completely surreal. (In good ways.)
The first night I didn't sleep at all because I kept waking up at every little noise that Parker made. She, on the other hand slept beautifully. To make up for this, she refused to go back to sleep after her feedings the next night. Since then, we have sort of been on a good night/bad night cycle. I suppose that's normal.
I have gotten completely used to Alicia being home from work. I'm quite nervous about her returning tomorrow. I'm not sure that I am going to be able to get through the day without help. I am still getting up every 3 hours to pump (which of course does not line up with when Parker wants to eat) and will have to start doing most of the nightly stuff myself since Alicia will have to get up and actually function in the morning. Plus, although I am feeling much better than I was a week ago, I still hurt. I often find myself in positions (usually with the baby) that I can't maneuver out of. It makes me nervous.
I am psychotically paranoid that Parker is sick or that something is wrong with her. I would take her to the doctor every day if I could. At least I have started being able to sleep and not check her breathing every few seconds. (Maybe every few hours.)
Other than that, things are good. Lots of lounging around in pajama pants and snuggling with P Baby. What could be better than that?