Well, I'll be lucky if I get the time to type this up, but I wanted to share my two cents worth!
Maggie is almost 1 week old today! We had our first Dr's appt. and discovered she's an inch taller than we thought she was in the hospital (54cm (21") rather than 50cm (20")). She has also gained 3oz from when she was discharged on Wednesday - so she's only 4oz from her birth-weight now! The doctor says they don't "expect" babies to reach their birth weights until 1 month, so she's growing really well! I felt really good about that.
Nursing has also gone better than I'd feared it might. It hurt at first, but I didn't get any injuries. When my milk came in (I went to bed normally Wednesday night and woke up Thursday morning with ENORMOUS TANKARDS OF BOOB) I felt like an overfilled water balloon for a while - I guess that's engorgement? - but she nurses enough that it's manageable. I leak like a pro, though.
The first time I noticed she had milk just streaming down her thigh and my non-nursing breast was just splurting out milk like a faucet. And she's too small, yet, to really want the second breast when I offer it. I am gonna start pumping asap. 0_o
Her sleep cycles are evening out - I hope they stay like this. She will sleep for 4-5h at a time with 1-2h of cluster feeds and alert periods in between. I managed to get two consecutive 4h-slots of sleep this weekend. I felt soooo good. I couldn't get that much sleep while I was pregnant!
I could keep gushing, honestly. I love her so much and she is just so perfect and well behaved. The longer she can be this good the better - I have some pretty massive tears and an episiotomy to recover from. She can star being a brat when *I* feel better!
DH really wants to feel more involved, I think, but there's just nothing for him to do. I mean, he could hold her while she sleeps, but there's no real need. The few times she has woken up while I am in the shower or having a sitz bath she screams at him, because he can't feed her. :/ And twice yesterday she had huge, explosive poops while I was in the shower, and he was totally beside himself trying to deal with it.
The one thing he has been able to do that really feels like "bonding" to him is giving her little manicures. He's so careful and delicate, and it really makes him feel like he's doing something real
for her. I think he will feel a little lost up until she's old enough to want to play, or do anything other than eat/sleep/poop. I have to hug him almost as much as I hug her, lol!
I am also really paranoid about dehydration/overheating. We've had a real heat wave here, and we don't have a/c. I know I can strip her right down to her diaper, but sometimes it doesn't feel like enough. She's darker-skinned too (her daddy is Indian) and so she turns this reddish purple colour when she's really warm. She looks like a boiled lobster sometimes.
: But she has been peeing a lot. What else can I look for, you know? The paranoid part of me is afraid her poor little brain is baking while she sleeps. Ugh.
Oh, and my BadMommy moment: I managed to give her a papercut right across the bridge of her nose! I bumped her head on the lip of a cardboard box.
When I saw the blood I thought I was going to cry, even though she didn't make a sound. A friend said it's like "the first dent on a new car" and that if all her problems are this little, she's blessed. I still feel like a giant jerk. I've been telling everyone else that she got into a knife fight with another baby - she looks like a little bruiser.