What do you think they did back in the day? You know, the mother is churning butter or whatever... what did they do with the kid? How did they get anything done? Emily is so picky about how she is being held, what she is doing and so on... Thank God for swings! She is in it now, back and forth, back and forth... Okay and what about the whole diaper thing...YUK, can't imagine not being able to just throw diapers away... washing diapers in not an option... Her booty explodes way too often.
Keith thinks he just gave me a complement... He said she has my lips... They are all crusty on the bottom... real nice. It is nice that she borrowed my body for 7 months and all she has is my crusty lips.
Back and forth she still goes.... I am thinking of letting her eat in 4 hour intervals now as she seems to eat more if I wait a bit. If I still let her eat in 3 hour intervals she eats like crap. BUT everytime I decide on something for her I think it is wrong... does everything have to go through a DR? I might be paranoid after her being in the hospital for so long, they told me everything... when to hold her, not to hold her, feeding times... blah blah.... I should be able to just do it my way BUT I haven't made that many decisions for her yet... not unless you count what she is going to wear for the day... I didn't get to do that in the hospital either. Keith is of no help... he thinks I gave birth to her and a rule book came along that I only have. Well, she HAS been home almost a month and she is still alive so I must be doing something right so that counts for something.
Anyway, What did they do, let the baby cry? Hold the baby and do everything... I can't imagine Keith having to build me a crib either... The poor thing would be sleeping on the floor or in our case the ground. Hey, want to come over to the Kulman's dug out for a visit? Keith can't build a house but he can dig a hole... I guess we are lucky we were born during this time. I can't imagine being in my hole churning my butter and taking care of Emily all at once.
I hear the soft moaning coming from a God sent swing so I must go for now.
Keith thinks he just gave me a complement... He said she has my lips... They are all crusty on the bottom... real nice. It is nice that she borrowed my body for 7 months and all she has is my crusty lips.
Back and forth she still goes.... I am thinking of letting her eat in 4 hour intervals now as she seems to eat more if I wait a bit. If I still let her eat in 3 hour intervals she eats like crap. BUT everytime I decide on something for her I think it is wrong... does everything have to go through a DR? I might be paranoid after her being in the hospital for so long, they told me everything... when to hold her, not to hold her, feeding times... blah blah.... I should be able to just do it my way BUT I haven't made that many decisions for her yet... not unless you count what she is going to wear for the day... I didn't get to do that in the hospital either. Keith is of no help... he thinks I gave birth to her and a rule book came along that I only have. Well, she HAS been home almost a month and she is still alive so I must be doing something right so that counts for something.
Anyway, What did they do, let the baby cry? Hold the baby and do everything... I can't imagine Keith having to build me a crib either... The poor thing would be sleeping on the floor or in our case the ground. Hey, want to come over to the Kulman's dug out for a visit? Keith can't build a house but he can dig a hole... I guess we are lucky we were born during this time. I can't imagine being in my hole churning my butter and taking care of Emily all at once.
I hear the soft moaning coming from a God sent swing so I must go for now.