I'll be posting quite a bit later today to catch up with all that I've missed. But before I get to that, I owe a HUGE debt of gratitude to Maddie's Lola Delia and Mimi Mary for coming to help out.
Lola stayed for SIX weeks. Ever since nursing school, I've called her Mama Nurse, and I've been Baby Nurse. She most definitely nursed both me and Maddie through the tough newborn period of adjustment, anxiety, and insomnia. Her mother did it for her when I was born, and now she's paying it forward. Someday I'll do the same for Madelyn. I get misty just thinking about it (*wiping tear from eye*). When my mom left last week, I cried and cried and cried. It was like my best friend had moved away. We miss you, Lola!
A couple days after Lola left, Aaron followed her to Sitka for his annual week-long Alaskan fishing trip. We swapped moms for the week, as his mom came to help me out so I wasn't flying solo. This was the first time she met Madelyn. "Mimi" came to the rescue when I was in desperate need of a nap, a meal, an extra pair of hands. She gave Madelyn a shoulder to cry on, slobber on, sleep on, and even poop on (just once, though!). They became instant buddies, I don't think Madelyn has cooed at me as much as she did with her Mimi this week! Mimi helped me get through the anxiety of Maddie's first diaper rash, and bought us Burt's Bees Diaper Ointment, which worked like a charm. Muchas gracias for that! She also calmed and reassured me that I wasn't a bad mom for introducing the pacifier to ease Maddie at naptime and bedtime. Mimi left yesterday, we missed her as soon as she pulled out of the driveway. We can hardly wait to see you again in a little over a week, Mimi!
Today, Maddie is in her first day of daycare. She was asleep in the carseat when I dropped her off, so she'll probably wake up and think she's been magically teleported to a strange land of babbling infants, where Mommy doesn't exist. Yikes, how scary! She's the runt of the infant room, just barely six weeks old, while the others are crawling and playing all over each other at 7-8 months old. I left her four bottles of breast milk, that should hopefully last her until 3 pm, since I fed her at 7:30 before dropping her off at 8 am. It's probably one bottle too many, but 'tis better to have and not need, than need and not have.
I'm doing okay. I'm a little anxious about how she'll do in daycare. I premedicated her with gas drops so she wouldn't be compounded with extra crabbiness on top of the discomfort of the strange new environment and unfamiliar faces. I'm also very tired, but a little wired from my first night alone with Maddie last night. She was kind of a pill last night. I finally got her to sleep in her soothing center chair (not quite a swing, more like an arcing semi-circle motion). She woke up twice after that, every three hours like clockwork. Each time, she had peed through her diaper and leaked onto her nightshirt. She hates changing clothes, even if it doesn't involve passing anything over her head. So that wasn't fun to listen to at 3 am. Bless her heart, I was just starting to think that she was beginning to enjoy diaper changes because it brought comfort. Guess that only applies to daytime diaper changes. Ah, the gems on her princess crown are starting to sparkle more and more, aren't they?!
All right, gotta run and tackle laundry and shopping, as well as try to sneak lunch and a pedicure in with Crystal.
I'll at least post some more photos, I may not be as wordy in those posts.
Thanks for checking in! More later!
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