• Lessons Learned

    Date: 2011.05.01 | Category: Baby, Family, Health, Life List, Me, Photography, Sarah | Tags:

    I just realized I crossed an item off my life list. Becoming a mom!

    Turns out being a parent involves a huge learning curve. I’m not sure what I expected, but it’s a constant game to try to figure out what in the heck she wants when she’s screaming her head off.

    Lessons Learned So Far:

    1. Sarah hates pacifiers.
    Any attempt to put one in her mouth produces even louder screams and dramatic gagging gestures on the part of baby girl.

    2. Sarah is not a fan of having her arms swaddled.
    She will tolerate her lower half being swaddled sometimes, but as soon as I try to get those arms in there? More screaming.

    3. Sarah does not sleep like a typical newborn.
    Actually, she’d rather be up all day with the grownups, thank you very much. I’m just relieved that I finally figured out how to get her back to sleep at night time. I save those techniques for 1am, however. I don’t want her to get too used to them.

    4. Laying on her back? That’s no fun.
    Nope, she wants to be propped up so she can see and stare at everything.

    5. Getting her back to sleep at night involves the following:
    Leaving the lights off at all cost. Light = stimulation = let’s be awake for two hours.
    Staying on the Boppy pillow after nursing.
    An iPhone app that mimics the sounds in the womb.

    6. She is happiest between 6:30  and 9:00 a.m.
    She stays awake between those two feedings and is happy as can be. We let daddy sleep during this time while we watch old episodes of Project Runway.

    7. Breastfeeding is exhausting.
    I love how people say, “All you have to do is breastfeed and the weight will come off!” Let me tell you something. If I got up and jogged once every two to three hours for 30-40 minutes at a time the weight would come off too. I equate the two things. Also, for the first time in my life I would willingly choose sleep over food. I think that may also have something to do with it.

    8. Breastfeeding also makes me drink water like I’ve been running a marathon.
    Mark got so tired of re-filling my glass with water that he drove to Walmart and bought me this oversized keg-mug to keep my water in at night. Note, it only lasts through two of her feedings.

    9. Love = Not being phased by body fluid projectiles.
    Mark has even had poop shot into his mouth. Oh yes.

    10. I am constantly amazed by how much I love this little person.
    I live for her little smiles and silly noises. My heart aches when I can’t get her to stop crying. If people have been holding her for too long, I start to get sad because I want her back. And every day I love her just a little bit more.


    Susan has chastised me for not taking more photos of Sarah. After all she’s only this little once and I have a nice camera. Getting her to sleep to get all the photos I want is part of the problem, and my own personal exhaustion another part. But last night the pieces came together and I managed to get a few good snapshots. More to come I’m sure.

    Enjoy. :)




    *My boss has a photo like this in his office and I just had to recreate it. :)