oh my gawd, people. i'm a momma now! and Jay's a daddy now!
crazy crazy craziness.
we've got tons of family and friends STILL visiting so i've not had time to post. like, i can take a nap for 2 hours and there will have been 4 or 5 people over to visit during that time. that, and Jay has been threatening bodily harm if i put "[his] baby's pictures" on the internet. nevermind the fact that I made her. he didn't even like that i put the few little nursery pictures up. weirdo.

so, if this disappears, you know why...



look at that little face! so much cuteness in such a tiny package. i can't even stand it! oh, she's asleep but she's totally taking a shit in that picture.

Jay's overprotectiveness is already starting to show. i thought i would be the one going apeshit when people touched or held her but nope. it's him. asking people did they wash their ands, sniffing for perfume and smoke and any smell he finds offensive, and just flat out telling people he doesn't want them touching or holding her.

my favorite is watching him rock her to sleep. oh, she looks so peaceful when he's holding her. and the way she looks up at him when he's talking to her. i just love watching those two together. my hubby and my baby.

i can't stop looking at her! i swear the first couple of days we stayed in bed with her in between us just watching her sleep.

so far, she's been the perfect little angel except when it's bathtime. she HATES her little bathtub. HATES IT! that little bottom lip starts to quiver and i know it's over. she screams like someone's trying to kill her. then, her daddy takes her away to dry her off and you can hear a little sigh of relief. and then she poops. usually on her daddy, but she's got me a couple of times too.

to whomever invented the diaper genie: i heart you. babies shit a lot.

breastfeeding. i swear i thought i was gonna die the first few days. that shit hurt like hell. i was convinced my boobs were just gonna fall off. now, we're good and we've got a nice little feeding routine going on here. i like routines. hopefully, Ava will stick with it too.

i had it in my head that once she was a month old we'd do bottles during the day and put her on the boob at night. that's not going down. i just can't do it. that's essential mommy and Ava time that i'm not giving up for anyone. i just gotta get rid of all those damn bottles now.

for the first 4 days, her sleeping was very erratic but now she's pretty consistent. nap for two hours, look at all the weird people talking to her, suck on some boob juice, poop on daddy, nap for another 2 hours. repeat. she's down by 7pm, wake up screaming at 11, then another feeding around 3am, and we're good until about 8am. sometimes i'm a bad momma and i wake her up because i wanna see that little face and love on her and kiss on her little toes. she definitely lets me know she does not appreciate me waking her up. she's just too much cuteness though.

i can't stand to be away from her for more than 5 seconds and i know Jay and i hold her waaaay more than we should, cause that's all i hear from my mom and every other older adult who's around, but i don't give a fuck. i made her and i do what i want. mmkay?

oh, the cuteness is calling me.
xoxoxo

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