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Feeling Blessed after 3 Weeks

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Brooklyn is now a little over three weeks young and she couldn’t be more amazing. She’s not very talkative (haha) but she’s the best daughter we could have possibly asked for. For the first week or two, she slept on and off and we established a feeding schedule of every two hours. Those first couple weeks were exclusively breastfeeding.

Around the end of the second week, she began sleeping a little longer during the night and we adjusted the feeding schedule to every two hours during the day, and then whenever she wakes up hungry during the night. Lately, we’ve been getting three to four hours in between each night feeding, and last night we even got a five hour break.

Of course, this is much harder for Carrie than me, since she’s the one tasked with feeding her. It takes between 30 minutes and an hour each time, which means if there are two hours in between feedings, Carrie only gets a one to one-and-a-half hour break. Throughout the night, I wake up each time to change her diaper either before or after the feeding and then put her back to sleep afterward. I might be speaking for myself on this one, but I feel like we have been very lucky (and blessed) so far, since she’s not colicky and sleeps fairly well.

In the first few days, we didn’t think that would be the case. We started out trying to get her to sleep in her pack-and-play (we don’t have an actual crib yet), but she wouldn’t sleep laying on her back. Then we tried her swing, but again, that wasn’t working. Finally, we tried the car seat, and bingo! So she now sleeps in her car seat on top of the pack-and-play, right next to our bed.

One of the funny side effects of new parenthood (which I’m sure happens to every new parent) is that we have become so paranoid that it affects our sleep. Whichever one of us is laying on the side of the bed right next to her, looks up every time she makes a noise, to make sure she’s ok. When she’s sleeping, going in and out of REM sleep, she makes a lot of little sighs, grunts, whines, and yes, farts. She’s perfectly fine, but when we’re laying there trying to fall asleep, we have to keep reminding ourselves of that, or else we’ll go crazy sitting up and checking her every time she makes a peep.

The other part of that is waking up thinking she’s in the bed with us. We have never had her sleep in the bed with us, but sometimes Carrie feeds her in the bed. On different occasions, we have both woken up and searched frantically through the sheets and covers for her, as if she was smothered underneath. Of course, we finally realize that she’s safe and sound in her car seat next to the bed. The other night, Carrie was already asleep, and so was Brooklyn, by the time I came to bed. I got in bed and tried to hug Carrie, but she pushed me away, and in her sleep, said, “Don’t; you’ll break the latch.” When I told her she said that the next day, she had no recollection of it.  Apparently, she subconsciously thought she was feeding Brooklyn in her sleep.

Despite the paranoia, things are going well. In the past few days, Brooklyn has started taking a bottle and sucking on a pacifier. When we first tried both, she rejected them, but now, both are able to calm her down if she’s crying, which she really hardly ever does unless she’s hungry.

We have also been fortunate enough to have plenty of help. Carrie’s mom came for about 10 days right after we got home from the hospital. Carrie’s dad also came out for a day and Carrie’s sister, Lisanne, came for a few days this past week. My parents are coming next weekend to see their very first grandchild. We are very blessed and can’t wait for the rest of you to meet her!

She was so tiny when she was born (five pounds eight ounces) and then went down to five pounds two ounces after a couple of days, but she regained her birth weight by the first appointment with the pediatrician three days after birth. The next time we went, a week later, she was already up to six pounds three ounces, and I think she’s even bigger now, though she’s nowhere near the size of the baby boy that some good friends of mine just had (nine pounds one ounce). Congrats to Jared and Mandy!

She has definitely become more alert, animated, and vocal over the course of the last three weeks. Sometimes during the day she’ll just sit in her car seat and make noises, flail her arms, and look around. It’s hard to picture her older and bigger, but I can’t wait to see how she grows and develops in the coming months! Stay tuned.

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27 Weeks and the Last Christmas

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Yesterday was Christmas Day and we had a great time celebrating with mommy’s family. It was great to relax and play with your cousins Gavin, Eldon, and James, watching them open presents and play with their new toys and books. It all really made me realize how much different next Christmas will be. This was our last Christmas without you and for that I couldn’t be more excited. Your cousin James was born this past March, so he’s the same age you will be next Christmas and I absolutely can’t wait. He’s so cute and precious, learning how to crawl and starting to grab our hands and pull himself up onto his feet. And next Christmas, that will be you!

Your Aunt Lisa gave us a little red pea coat and some red leggings for you to wear next winter. You’ll look absolutely beautiful in it. She’s so excited to buy stuff for you since she has had the last four years to buy clothes for her two boys (Gavin and Eldon), and now you’re the first girl in the extended family. Somehow I think you’re going to be the cutest one 🙂

Mommy’s belly is really starting to grow now, which means you’re really growing too. You should weigh about two pounds now, equal to about 900 paper clips (who knew?)! You’re also the size of an eggplant (but much better looking, of course). Mommy has noticed that her body is aching a lot more and she has to take things a lot slower now. I’m having trouble walking slow enough to keep pace with her! But she has been doing a great job of eating right and drinking lots of water and not pushing things.

Your first coat, from your Aunt Lisa

Everything says that you’re starting to look like you will look when you’re born. I can’t wait to see how beautiful you are when you come out in about three months. Your due date is three months from tomorrow!

Another present I got for Christmas is a book from your Uncle Andrew and Aunt Lisanne called What a Difference a Daddy Makes, by Dr. Kevin Leman. I’m really excited to read it and I already read the fist couple chapters. It’s all about the role a father plays in the growth of his daughter. I guess I never realized the importance of the cross-gender relationship is: father-daughter and mother-son.

The book made a great point about how society really portrays fathers as distant, uninvolved, and irresponsible. It talked about a study of major TV sitcoms in 1998, and out of 102 shows, only 15 had fathers as central, recurring characters, and only four of those portrayed the dad as “competent and caring.” Four out of 102! No wonder there’s so many abused, orphaned, isolated kids out there. It’s the way we’re taught to be. But it’s not the way we’re designed.

The author, who is a psychologist an “expert” on marriage and parenting, and also happens to have four daughters (and a son) himself, says that the father-daughter is THE most important relationship. I’m really looking forward to reading more about it and really working at being the best father I can possibly be for you.

Well, we’re in Chicago right now and supposed to head back home to New York tomorrow, but there’s a blizzard hitting NYC right now that will probably force us to stay in Chicago at least another night.

On Wednesday, we have our last Bradley class. Two of the couples in the class have now had their babies, and another couple is only a couple weeks away!

We just found out that my cousin Bruce and his wife Brooke are pregnant, so we’re excited for them. You’ll have a cousin to grow up with who is only a couple of months younger than you!

By the next time I write you, it will be 2011, so keep growing, keep kicking, and get ready for an exciting year!

Love,

Dad

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