It was Wednesday night. Nurse Barbara was no long working with us. It was just Lucy, Jason, Adam and me. It started around nine. Lucy cried. We changed her. She continued to cry. We fed her. She started to scream. We burped her again. We sang, we danced, we bounced and finally we prayed. (Dear God, please make this baby go to bed.) Lucy Hannah had ideas of her own.
I slept ONE hour when Jason insisted that he tend to "the little one." By this point, she was not the only one in tears. I closed my eyes knowing that my level-headed husband would find the trick. I awoke to his utter frustration. "We have to ask the doctor to examine her - there is something wrong with her!"
We packed up the car and headed to our second appointment with Dr. Donohoe. Another 4 ounces - we couldn't be happier! Lucy now is coming in at 7 lbs! The doctor says she is fine, that we need to figure out how to soothe her, that she is just a baby.
A couple hours later Jamie and Shanna came over. Jamie magically relieved all the unknown (to me) gas that Lucy had stored up and put a smile on her face. She managed to teach me Lucy's preferred way to be held. Shanna rocked her for a while and...no tears. I am SO than grateful that these two came over - not only did they get Lucy to shushhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but they were able to make me laugh more than I had in (at least) days. I was so overtired that the pump pain never seemed funnier, my acne was a riot and my hands-free bra honestly seemed like the best purchase of all time. I was a new woman. (They even helped me make my bed with fresh sheets!)
Despite all of today's happenings, the biggest event was Lucy meeting her future bestie, Joseph Goodman. While he spent most of his time in Lucy's bed, the two hit it off right away. It was pure magic.
Lucy, please tell me that by cutting out raw veggies, you will be okay. I'm so sorry - I didn't realize how much it would impact you. And please, PLEASE make tonight better than last - I'm tired...and Adam is cranky.
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