One Week On
10/04/06 21:00
Well, our beautiful little girl has been with us for
a week now. It has been quite an experience so far,
moments of joy and wonder swiftly followed by
desperation and fatigue. Amelia is trying to figure
out the big, wide world while we try to figure out
what 3 hours of non-stop crying mean!
Paul has become the chief diaper and clothes changer. He's much more patient than I am with getting a squirming baby into a sleepsuit with a dozen snaps and ridiculously small armholes. I, of course, am the caterer, providing all meals and snacks for our young lass. Thank goodness we invested in a good gliding chair with footstool, I spend a LOT of time in it.
Today we took Millie to the osteopath for some cranial work as babies delivered by ventouse (commonly called a 'vacuum' -- the doctors used one to help Amelia out during delivery) sometimes have problems with the bone structure in their heads afterwards, often leading to problems with feeding and sleeping. We weren't sure if she did have any problems but since she can't very well tell us if she did, we thought better safe than sorry. Amazingly, she fell asleep during her treatment and learned how to suck on a pacifier instead of a finger. This was good news for Paul since his pinky finger had been Amelia's chew toy of choice for the last few days.
Tomorrow we have Tim and Ivana coming to see her in the evening and then on Wednesday my fellow American expat friend Jen is coming to meet Amelia and then say goodbye before she heads off on her trip around the world with her husband. We're both embarking on new adventures though. Hers is far away and to distant lands, while mine is right here at home with me.
Paul has become the chief diaper and clothes changer. He's much more patient than I am with getting a squirming baby into a sleepsuit with a dozen snaps and ridiculously small armholes. I, of course, am the caterer, providing all meals and snacks for our young lass. Thank goodness we invested in a good gliding chair with footstool, I spend a LOT of time in it.
Today we took Millie to the osteopath for some cranial work as babies delivered by ventouse (commonly called a 'vacuum' -- the doctors used one to help Amelia out during delivery) sometimes have problems with the bone structure in their heads afterwards, often leading to problems with feeding and sleeping. We weren't sure if she did have any problems but since she can't very well tell us if she did, we thought better safe than sorry. Amazingly, she fell asleep during her treatment and learned how to suck on a pacifier instead of a finger. This was good news for Paul since his pinky finger had been Amelia's chew toy of choice for the last few days.
Tomorrow we have Tim and Ivana coming to see her in the evening and then on Wednesday my fellow American expat friend Jen is coming to meet Amelia and then say goodbye before she heads off on her trip around the world with her husband. We're both embarking on new adventures though. Hers is far away and to distant lands, while mine is right here at home with me.