Dh is gone all this week. (It sucks. I miss him.)
Yesterday afternoon I started to feel a bit unwell. Over the course of the night, a cold settled into my nose and throat. This morning Miss E awoke with a face covered in snot. We are both sick girls. (Feel bad for me.)
But the nights are going pretty well. I figured out through sad experience (sad mostly for poor Ace) that I really can't eat chocolate whilst nursing the little guy. I felt so bad - he spent all of Monday night grunting from gas. I dozed off, but I don't know that he did. :( Ace spends his first sleep in the bassinet (anywhere from 3-5 hours), then I usually just put him next to me in the bed for the rest of the night. Who wants to get up eleventy-billion times a night to pop a binky back in, when I can just lazily reach over to my baby next to me in bed instead?
My friend Lisa took Miss E Monday morning (and would have today too, if not for the arrival of Snot Face). It was quite glorious. It allowed me to easily: take a shower, vacuum, do laundry, do dishes, and check my email. These things are all hard to do with a toddler and a one-month old.
Speaking of which, holy crap, Ace is already one month old.
Oh and in Really Fabulous News, Miss E committed her first act of aggression against Ace last night. She was trying to force his binky into his mouth, so I took it out of her hand. As I did so, she hit him on the head! Ooh was I peeved. It was ten minutes before bedtime anyway, so I put her to bed early. She's been acting out more and more. Wants my attention, positive or negative, doesn't seem to matter much to her which kind she gets. The other day she started coloring on the table while I was nursing Ace. She looked over at me with a bratty smile, because she thought I was stuck on the sofa. I got up and took her crayons away, nursing the baby the whole time. I don't think she was too pleased to learn that I am still mobile while nursing. I'm not too pleased that I have to be mobile while nursing, but that is the reality of the situation.
I am happy to report I no longer look pregnant. I fit into my bigger pants. Well I can squeeze into my smaller pants, but it causes some muffining, so I will wait a little longer on those. It is so delightful to look in the mirror and see my normal figure again! My abs are reattached and my skin is sloooooowly starting to shrink back down. My 6 week appt is in a week and a half, then I can start exercising again!