Sadie, our captivating newborn, sleeps about 18 hours a day. I always assumed that was an exaggeration, but it's not. When she sleeps for long stretches I miss her and want to wake her up to play. I don't because that is insane behavior, but when she wakes up and is ready to nurse and get busy looking cute and farting, I am so excited.
Today is a big day for us as well. We have a lactation consultant coming over to observe me and Sadie doing our breastfeeding gig. I am slightly obsessed with doing it right, mostly because I want it to stop hurting when she latches on, but also to be sure that she is getting what she needs. Honestly, I am just winging it right now and I decided that if there is such a thing as a person who comes to your house to help us get this process to a place of comfort and peace of mind, then why not? I am just sitting around breast feeding anyway.
Tonight we are going to a small get together for a friend's birthday. I have learned how to use the sling, so our plan is to go with Sadie in the sling and let people admire her from afar. I am not ready to pass her around yet, but I am willing to show up and practice my new dual role as mommy and party reveler! The party starts at 8:30 p.m., which in my former life would be way too late, is now perfect. Sadie konks out from about 7-10 every night and then wakes up to feed and hang out until about 1, when she goes down for good. We'll see how it goes, but I am optimistic and grateful that the hostess has kids as do many of the guests, so it will be a friendly crowd.
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