I dressed Emma in an adorable outfit today which was given to us by our friend, Kim. It's pink -- a polo-type shirt that snaps like a onesie, and long pants which flare a bit on the bottom and have a flat front with elastic at the back. When Jon saw her looking so sweet, he commented, "It looks like she's wearing a 70's pantsuit!" Hmmm...yes, I guess it does...but it's SO CUTE on her! And aren't all of those styles coming back? (Actually I hope that era will stay buried.) I'm going to take some pictures yet tonight, so perhaps one will appear so you can see for yourselves.
We're still having some issues with eating. Last night Emma ate at 9:45, then again at 2:00 am, but then didn't want to eat when she woke up at 6:20. I tried a couple of times with her, but she wouldn't eat until the daycare staff fed her a bottle at 10:00. I hate starting my day with her like that. I got frustrated --- at the fact she wouldn't eat, and that she seems to be "fasting" in the middle of the morning rather than at night when she's sleeping. It put me in a very quiet mood, and I found myself fighting tears most of the morning. Lesley, the daycare director, suggested that, when she gets up tonight, I feed her a couple of ounces from a bottle rather than nurse her...enough to tide her over for a few hours, but little enough that she should be hungry when she gets up in the morning. If anyone else has some words of wisdom to offer, I'm all ears (or eyes, I guess would be more accurate).
Today it got up to 50 degrees (or at least the news said that's what it was SUPPOSED to be) and felt GREAT! I am so anxious for spring to finally arrive...and then summer. They are my favorite seasons of the year...maybe because of growing up in Maine and spending 4 years in Canada. When Jon dropped us off at the church this morning we took the stroller as well. It was my hope that Emma and I could get out at some point during the day to take a walk -- even if just around the parking lot. However, I was working on the same thing all day long (which still isn't finished) and wasn't able to retrieve Em until after 5:00. We made up for it by walking straight from the church to the mailbox toward the front of our neighborhood and back to the house. I think the fresh air was good for both of us, and it was good for me to get that exercise. I thought Emma might fall asleep in the stroller, but maybe it was too bumpy.
Tomorrow we are going on a hunt for some new clothes. My in-laws sent me a generous birthday gift and I have a couple if gift cards...here's hoping I can find some pants which fit EVERYWHERE they need to.
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Instead of formula in the night, try giving her water. As formula may seem yummy to her and worth getting up for, while water...not-so-much.
Hey Laurie,
Is it a possibility she's going on a "nursing strike" of sorts? It can happen. Sometimes, just little things like changing the scent of your soap or deodorant can throw a baby off. There are other reasons for it, too, but I can't think of all of them right now. Google it on the net if you want more info.
~ Julie
Anonymous, Emma is breast-fed and has never been given water from a bottle. The latest stuff out there discourages giving them water until a certain age. They say the breastmilk supplies all their needs.
Julie - Hmmm...I can't think of anything that has changed. What would I enter to do a search? Hey, I keep meaning to call you. How are you feeling these days? Not too much longer for you, huh? Decide on a name yet?
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