We started off life on a high note and for reasons unknown to me...I'm crazy. I may or may not have nursed her for two hour sessions for the first two days of her life. I loved every minute of it and so did she. It wasnt until the wee hours of the night when I decided to stop a nursing session that I realized what I'd created. She screamed, flailed her arms, gave me the death stare and nothing would calm her other than putting a boob in her mouth. That's when it hit me. I was not only her nourishment but also her personal passy. Ha! So now we are working on more purposeful feeding sessions. :). In other news...my milk came in yesterday which we are both loving!
Yesterday the midwife came and she's down to 8lbs 5ozs.
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