Mia's First Days

Mia and I have been home from the hospital for nearly a week now. I am healing up fairly nicely, as far as I can tell, although I am still on my fairly strong pain killers. At this point, I really can't complain too much about my recovery speed, and my only frustration is that I still need the narcotics, which are preventing me from indulging in a glass of champagne.

Mia's second day.

Mia is doing very well. We are very lucky to at least be able to sleep for 3 hours at a time overnight. She fusses when we first put her down in her bassinet, but eventually she calms down and lets her parents get some rest. Brian is off work until Monday, so for now, we both get up every 3 hours. Brian first changes her diaper, and then I take care of the feeding.

Mia in her designer cardigan from Paris.

When we left the hospital, Mia had a slight case of jaundice, which is apparently very common in babies. She had also lost some weight, and was 6 lbs 9 oz when we came home. Of course, we were worried when her slightly yellowed skin didn't disappear quickly. Her first appointment with the pediatrician was a couple of days after we left the hospital, and we are happy to report that she no longer has jaundice, although her skin is still slightly yellow. We just have to put her periodically in some indirect sunlight and she pinks right up. She also put on a few ounces, and weighed 7 lbs 4 ounces. The pediatrician was very pleased that she recovered her birthweight and then some! I was pretty proud of myself for creating all that food! She goes back for another visit when she is 2 weeks old.

She makes faces.

Brian and I are also very lucky to have my entire family here with us. I was slightly apprehensive that it would be overwhelming to have so many people around while trying to get the hang of taking care of a newborn, but it's actually been very nice. We have yet to cook a meal or go to the grocery store since we've gotten home. Plus, Faby takes care of all the dirty diapers... just kidding.

Awkward Tito

Our little Swarley has had a bit of a difficult adjustment to no longer being the object of our cuddles, but he has come a long way since we first got home. He seems to be starting to get used to the idea that she is a permanent part of this household, and has taken to running to her whenever she cries. I think it's the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Trying to get a glamour shot for her birth announcement. Check your mailboxes for the finished product soon!