Thank you everyone for the advice on calming my screaming little firecracker. I need to remember two things: 1. It will get better. 2. Get that magical sounding Happiest Baby On The Block book! I’m planning to pick it up from a friend today.
This weekend we had our first night out since Jane was born. When I heard someone was having an 80’s themed birthday party at a bar with a bluegrass band, I was intent on going, despite having to overcome three obstacles in the past week that easily could’ve derailed my fun:
1. Learn how to pump with a cheapo manual breast pump.
2. Get baby to drink out of bottle.
3. Make my plugged duct go away so I can party without having to worry about getting mastitis!
All three accomplished, my parents came over to babysit, and we were ready as 80’s rockstars on Saturday night:
I was also wearing my maternity leggings pulled all the way up to just under my bra, and the tank I got for $5 ten years ago at Old Navy. The sequined shrug was another $5 impulse purchase – worth every penny!
The party was awesome.
In other news, our girl has a nasty case of baby acne:
Everything we read says it’s normal and will go away on its own, so the only bother here is our own vanity about our baby’s skin, which I’m trying to suppress, but it’s hard not to feel bad looking at her poor little red face!