Tomorrow Charley and I make the trip to Tennessee.
That’s four hours in the car with a baby that HATES riding in the car.
Yes…prayers are needed.
This week Charley has gotten extremely clingy with me. Maybe she’s going through a growth spurt, or maybe she’s one of those babies that just want to be held…either way, this little girl has gotten some serious mama time.
Check out the reflection in Charley’s eyes. Yes that’s me, making silly faces…trying to capture a smile.
And baby girl can eat. Seriously, if she is awake…she’s eating. My milk supply must think I birthed triplets because every morning I amaze myself at what I’m able to pump. The storage bags that I use only go up to 5 oz, so I appropriately labeled this bag, ‘Holy Cow!’.
I’m not complaining, though…because last night Charley slept for 6 1/2 hours straight. Score!
I would gladly take a screaming baby in the car (ask me again tomorrow after four hours) to a baby that doesn’t sleep at night…and I don’t mind that the only way Charley will take a decent nap during the day is on my chest.
Some people would say I’m spoiling her, by letting her take naps on my chest…or rarely putting her down during the day when she’s awake…but I don’t care. I’m her mama. First of all, I’m pretty sure you can’t spoil a baby this young, and second, she’s only this little for so long. Who knows, months from now she may never want to be held at all. Right now, when my lap is available, I’m not going to let my sweet lil bit ‘cry it out’ just because. Sure…there are times when I absolutely can’t hold her…and she fusses and whines like she hasn’t been attached to me for the past three hours. But when I do pick her up, and she molds to my chest and immediately calms down…I know she feels loved…and that’s all that matters.
Yesterday I had my postpartum visit with Jan. It’s an odd feeling going in there with a baby…and not having Jan come in with the fetal doppler to hear Charley’s heartbeat. Instead, she got to meet Charley on the outside of my belly.
I’m actually sad that this was my last ‘Charley’ appointment. I’m so blessed to have Jan as my midwife. How many women actually look forward to going to the ob/gyn? I do (unless I’m getting a glucose test)…because Jan rocks.
*All planning goes out the window once you have a baby. I had ‘planned’ to bring my camera…nope. Thank goodness for cell phones*
So there you have it…our week in review.
Pray for safe travels…and maybe more importantly…my sanity.