Quick update

Amy is almost a month old now! Holy cow! It's hard to believe. She's grown so much already. The first few weeks of her life have gone well. She had a bit of jaundice and dropped enough weight at first to worry the pediatrician, but she's made up for it and now weighs 7 1/2 pounds. She is such a sweet girl! Granted, we definitely have our little battles with Ms. Crankypants, but by and large she is a very happy, mellow baby. She already sleeps 5-6 hours solid during the night, which I certainly appreciate. She enjoys tummy time and tries so hard to scoot herself around, but she hasn't quite gotten the hang of bracing her feet against the floor. She seems much happier when Brett helps to brace her feet against his hands, and she'll push off like a champ!

I'm also doing well. My recovery has been remarkably easy, for the most part. I did have a uterine infection and so was on antibiotics for a while, but that's over and done with now. It's taking quite a bit of adjusting to get used to taking care of a newborn 24/7! She just loves being held and will cry frequently if I put her down. We're trying to come to a compromise so that mom and baby can be happy (and I can actually get stuff done!). I'm tired a lot, but that's to be expected. One would think that being mostly nocturnal and having spent most of my life sleep deprived, that I would be used to this, but alas....it was not meant to be. Fortunately I get to nap on a regular basis.

I am starting to notice that I'm not feeling...quite myself. I know it's normal to get the "baby blues," and I have to say....I've got them. I can't really pinpoint it, but I'm just....not quite happy. I love Amy, and I love being with her and holding her and cuddling her, but I just don't feel normal. I've been really bummed all day today, and I can't put my finger on a reason why. I just try to keep in mind that it's normal, that it'll pass, and remind myself not to take it out on my poor husband. Hopefully this won't last long. I don't like being unhappy.