DD is 8 days old now. This week has actually seemed to be a long one. I love her dearly, but she tends to be very fussy, and it's frustrating for the whole family. I don't know if it's just a newborn thing, if we're doing something wrong, or if it's just her personality, but she cries a LOT.
She wants to be on my boob almost 24/7, and she often needs it to fall asleep. She won't sleep in her Pack N Play, but she will sleep in her swing and car seat. I think it's because those make her feel cuddled, and the Pack N Play is like a big, giant, scary space for her. She's the most adorable thing ever when she's in a good mood, and she makes the funniest noises! She snorts, snores, makes noises that sound like a dinosaur (I kid you not), squeals, etc.
Anyway, she often cries when we change her diaper, change her clothes, and many other random times after she's been fed and changed and cuddled.
She will calm down several ways at various times, but the boob is the only thing that is 100% guaranteed. I really hope she grows out of this, because it's causing a lot of stress on everyone, and I feel like I can never get up to pee, shower, eat, etc, without her crying (unless she is asleep). DH has gone back to work as of this evening, so it's going to be double duty for me just trying to make sure I can take care of BOTH (DD & I) of our basic needs.
Also, I think I may have overactive letdown, b/c the last two days DD has been spitting up a lot, spitting out my nipple sometimes, crying, and coughing when at the breast.
I guess I need to ask more q's about that in the Breastfeeding forum.
Lastly, I've had the baby blues a bit, too. The biggest thing has been realizing that my relationship with DH will never be the same. We are parents now, and Isobel has to come first. It's tough getting used to that, and couple time is pretty much non-existent now, let alone time for ourselves. I know things will get better, but I just don't know when. I've been really, really weepy at times: sometimes because I was happy & looking at DD, realizing how beautiful and amazing she is, other times because DH and I got into arguments about how to respond to her crying, or about how he feels left out of the process since he can't feed her right now. *sigh* My baby means the world to me, and so does my husband... honestly you have no idea how much of an emotional roller coaster being a parent can be until you actually are one.