Speechless


Still here, still amazed, still in shock. I honestly don't even know what to say about my daughter and the fact that she exists. I have no complaints about lack of sleep (sometimes only a few interrupted hours a night) or anything else for that matter. However, it would be nice if I could stop thinking that I'm actually heavily medicated on some psych ward, stroking a doll provided by the staff. If that is the case, I guess I'm too happy to want to be brought back to reality, thank-you very much.


We were readmitted to the hospital shortly after my last post as she was very jaundiced and had not put on any weight since leaving the hospital (when she was already down almost a pound and was hovering at around 6 pounds). After 3 days of billi-lights she was doing much better and we were released (again). She is now around 7 pounds and is a breast-feeding monster. This has resulting in my producing too much milk and rather lame jokes about my ability to provide cream for our coffee if we run out of coffee cream (insert pictures of lactation consultant feeling my breast and inadvertantly spraying her office with milk).


Thanks so much for all the congratulations on the last post - y'all made me sniffle. And in return, I will do something I promised to NEVER do - I will post a picture of a member of my family - guess who?


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