Living Doll

It’s been a week and a bit since I brought home my baby. It’s been a helluva learning experience.

Boobie feeding

I am doing the boobie feeding thing. No bottles. The advantages far outweigh the drawbacks, which are mostly comfort related. By the 3rd day since the delivery REAL milky white stuff started coming from my boobies. Score! The key here is the latching of the baby onto the boobie. I can’t explain the pain associated with sore boobies though. It’s fire and soreness. And full boobies that require drinking… sigh. The nipple cream has helped, however. She munches every 3 – 4 hours a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less. I don’t plan to enforce a routine. I will feed her when she is hungry, and make sure she munches for at least 15 minutes every time I whip out my boobies.

Nappy changes

At first, this seemed a daunting challenge. The first stool was handles by nursing staff, thankfully. The whole first night was taken care of, actually. My husband has been … beyond wonderful. I got a crash course in nappy changing at the hospital. My mother changed her when the baby was brought to us. Then, my cousin, who has 2 younger sisters did a few changes as well. By the time I actually HAD to, I’d seen it done a couple times. So, I play assistant to my husband when he changes her. During the day, I’m on duty. At night, he does most of the changes, as I do the feedings. I can’t explain what a help he has been. I’ve been ridiculously tired these days; must be the boobie feedings.

Sleepy time

After she eats, she sleeps. The mosquitoes have been bothering us at night. My parents bought her a mozzie net for her crib, however. Thing is, she sleeps better between me and the husband, and I don’t have to jump up and out of bed every time she makes a muffled groan.

Bath time

I had one demonstration in the hospital on how this is supposed to be done as well. Easier shown than done. Once again, the help of my cousin was invaluable. She washed the baby 3 times, before she had to go home. Varsity holidays have started, after all. So, by the time I had to do it, I’d seen it done 4 times in total. I heard of a neat trick from a work colleague – wrap her in a towel and wash her in the towel. She only cries when she is cold, so as long as I can keep the cold at bay, bath time is fine. My husband has washed her by himself as well. It went very well. Have I mentioned that he is awesome?

So, in conclusion, I have a living breathing doll. And, it’s… overwhelming at times. She is so fragile, so dependent. Very beautiful. I hate it when she cries. It’s so awful. She is such a sweet kid, she deserves only every bit of happiness that comes her way.

I finally have the angel baby I’ve always wanted. She is beautiful and sweet. She only cries when she is cold, hungry or needs a change. Other than that, she sleeps the deep sleep of the righteous. She is just gorgeous. She is developing this permanent tan, without ever seeing the sun. (haha) I suppose that’s what happens when you have an eclipse of pale and dark.

I can’t screw this up. I only have this one shot, after all. It’s gonna be a while before we do the baby thing again. It’s really expensive!