On Our Own
7 lbs. 8 oz.!
Our baby has grown! We had a doctor’s appointment this morning and were shocked to learn Lucia has gained a pound and a half in the last two weeks. Such good news—it’s great to know that breastfeeding is giving her what she needs. It’s so hard to know sometimes if I’m giving her enough. Looks like she’s doing just fine.
The other good news is that the scary swelling on Lucia’s head is finally gone. About a week and a half ago, Andrew and I noticed a puffiness around the area where the vacuum suction had been—it hadn’t been there in the hospital. We made a late-night phone call to the advice nurse, who consulted with the doctor on call, and our pediatrician contacted us in the morning—the consensus was that it was a hematoma, and nothing to be alarmed about. A word like “hematoma” is pretty terrifying, though, and it was hard to be reassured. I swore off Google searches during my pregnancy, but Andrew bravely Googled it, and even the Google results said it was nothing serious. We were extremely relieved when it finally disappeared a few days ago, and the doctor today said all is well. So, end of story. Thank goodness. I know there will always be things to worry about, but I’m ready to put all the birth-related worries behind us for good.
We’re on our own now. My parents left yesterday, bringing an end to our first wave of visitors; now, for the first time, we’re by ourselves with Lucia. It’s time to start establishing our own routines and getting used to having only two people around to hold her. Andrew’s home all this week, which is great; we’ll ease into my being here with her alone. Our routine so far appear to be a minimum of napping, unlike her luxurious, hours-long sleeping spells with Mom and Dad. Hopefully tomorrow she’ll be back to her quiet infant ways.
Our baby has grown! We had a doctor’s appointment this morning and were shocked to learn Lucia has gained a pound and a half in the last two weeks. Such good news—it’s great to know that breastfeeding is giving her what she needs. It’s so hard to know sometimes if I’m giving her enough. Looks like she’s doing just fine.
The other good news is that the scary swelling on Lucia’s head is finally gone. About a week and a half ago, Andrew and I noticed a puffiness around the area where the vacuum suction had been—it hadn’t been there in the hospital. We made a late-night phone call to the advice nurse, who consulted with the doctor on call, and our pediatrician contacted us in the morning—the consensus was that it was a hematoma, and nothing to be alarmed about. A word like “hematoma” is pretty terrifying, though, and it was hard to be reassured. I swore off Google searches during my pregnancy, but Andrew bravely Googled it, and even the Google results said it was nothing serious. We were extremely relieved when it finally disappeared a few days ago, and the doctor today said all is well. So, end of story. Thank goodness. I know there will always be things to worry about, but I’m ready to put all the birth-related worries behind us for good.
We’re on our own now. My parents left yesterday, bringing an end to our first wave of visitors; now, for the first time, we’re by ourselves with Lucia. It’s time to start establishing our own routines and getting used to having only two people around to hold her. Andrew’s home all this week, which is great; we’ll ease into my being here with her alone. Our routine so far appear to be a minimum of napping, unlike her luxurious, hours-long sleeping spells with Mom and Dad. Hopefully tomorrow she’ll be back to her quiet infant ways.
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