Eating Machine
When they say the first few weeks are the hardest, they aren't kidding. Figuring out when Amelia's hungry, how much she needs to eat, how much she ate, how to get her to eat/stop eating, and how to make time to eat a meal yourself when you're so busy attending to her takes up a lot of time.

It's frustrating when she's so hungry that she's red in the face and screaming but keeps putting her hands in her mouth instead of getting to the source of food in front of her! There have been tears all around and sleepless nights, but I think we're finally starting to get the hang of it. We can at least recognize her hungry cry now and attend to it quickly instead of looking at each other with wild-eyed desperation and a puzzled look. The baby book that cheerfully advised "Your baby will need to be fed every 2-3 hours and will mostly sleep in between feedings" has been safely placed where it belongs (IN THE TRASH) and we have realized that just like a man, her stomach is the way to her heart and as long as she's full, she's relatively happy. This might mean eating every hour for 6 hours straight or not eating for 5 and trying to put her on any kind of schedule is just insanity at this point. Maybe in a few more weeks, but for now I'm happy to follow her lead and let her be the boss. We are mere servants, oh Princess!

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