Emma is doing very well for her first few days at home. After our first pediatrician's appointment on Tuesday, at which Emma weighed 3 lbs 15 oz and measured 17.5 inches long, I was feeling very accountable for her growth. The pediatrician said Emma could gain as much as half ounce to an ounce a day if she feeds well, and I was afraid Emma wouldn't get bigger, and they'd blame me for not taking good care of her. Fortunately, at her weight check two days later, Emma weighed in at 4 lbs 1 oz, two ounces more than two days prior. Yay!!!
The nights are not that bad, as we wake up just once between midnight and 6 am, but since I don't sleep until midnight or so, night doesn't last very long. I have not yet resorted to taking naps during the day when Emma sleeps very soundly. We'll see how long this keeps up. So far, Emma is helpful, waking up every 3-4 hours or so for a diaper change and feeding. She is a very good sleeper, falling asleep on her own without our help, and I'm grateful for that.
Emma seems to be "plumping" up a little bit. Her cheeks on her face seem to be a little bit fuller, and even her hands and feet have filled out, so she doesn't seem so thin and wrinkly anymore. She fits the length of her preemie outfits, although her girth has not caught up yet. Yesterday, we took a field trip to our rental home in Mesa and to Costco, and she slept soundly in the car through the entire trip. (One of the adults always stayed in the car with her since we're keeping her sequestered during her very vulnerable weeks; despite my worst fear, I did NOT forget that I had a baby in the car and leave her there alone!) Since this is my blog, I can blabber on about how cute and adorable my daughter is, so I'm going to. She is very cute, even though she doesn't really "do" anything. I often marvel that she's so cute, and she's mine! Of course, immediately, I'm overwhelmed with all that there is to do for her, and the awesome task of getting her to adulthood. I already think about her becoming an adult and leaving her home, and it hurts. So, I think I'd better not think about that for now. For now, when I watch her sleeping peacefully, I just thank God for letting me have her.
Emma is doing very well for her first few days at home. After our first pediatrician's appointment on Tuesday, at which Emma weighed 3 lbs 15 oz and measured 17.5 inches long, I was feeling very accountable for her growth. The pediatrician said Emma could gain as much as half ounce to an ounce a day if she feeds well, and I was afraid Emma wouldn't get bigger, and they'd blame me for not taking good care of her. Fortunately, at her weight check two days later, Emma weighed in at 4 lbs 1 oz, two ounces more than two days prior. Yay!!!
The nights are not that bad, as we wake up just once between midnight and 6 am, but since I don't sleep until midnight or so, night doesn't last very long. I have not yet resorted to taking naps during the day when Emma sleeps very soundly. We'll see how long this keeps up. So far, Emma is helpful, waking up every 3-4 hours or so for a diaper change and feeding. She is a very good sleeper, falling asleep on her own without our help, and I'm grateful for that.
Emma seems to be "plumping" up a little bit. Her cheeks on her face seem to be a little bit fuller, and even her hands and feet have filled out, so she doesn't seem so thin and wrinkly anymore. She fits the length of her preemie outfits, although her girth has not caught up yet. Yesterday, we took a field trip to our rental home in Mesa and to Costco, and she slept soundly in the car through the entire trip. (One of the adults always stayed in the car with her since we're keeping her sequestered during her very vulnerable weeks; despite my worst fear, I did NOT forget that I had a baby in the car and leave her there alone!) Since this is my blog, I can blabber on about how cute and adorable my daughter is, so I'm going to. She is very cute, even though she doesn't really "do" anything. I often marvel that she's so cute, and she's mine! Of course, immediately, I'm overwhelmed with all that there is to do for her, and the awesome task of getting her to adulthood. I already think about her becoming an adult and leaving her home, and it hurts. So, I think I'd better not think about that for now. For now, when I watch her sleeping peacefully, I just thank God for letting me have her.
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