When Lila was born she has some fluid in her lungs. The doctor placed her on my chest immediately after she was born. My eyes were on her as she took her first breath. I rubbed her all over and had the most magical moment of my life. The nurse listened to her lungs and told me she would need to take her for a moment. I watch Jeff stand next to the nurse as she vigorously rubbed Lila in hopes to make her cry. She didn't let out a peep. Crying would help move the liquid from her lungs. These were the longest 60 seconds ever. Not because I was scared, I knew Lila would be okay... I just wanted her back in my arms. The nurse gave her back and told me to nurse her. This would move the fluid too. Nurse her? Umm okay? I had no idea what to do. I had taken a class, seen my mother nurse my younger brothers, and read a few paragraphs in a book. I decide I would trust Lila to show me what to do. Nature would know. Lila was so smart already.S She knew how to get the nourishment she needed. For an hour or so she sucked on one nipple. A new nurse came to move me to the recovery room and take Lila and daddy to the nursery for the routine tests... etc. I told the nurse know she was eating to which she responded "she will do that all day if you let her.". Almost 8 months later I would say the best thing I did with breastfeeding was to let her nurse any and every time she wanted. The first couple of weeks my nipples were bleeding and every time she latched on I could have screamed. Soooo painful. My told me to give ourselves 6 weeks to get it figured out. When Lila was six weeks old we took our first trip... When we returned she was eight weeks old and we had it mastered. (although it keeps getting easier and more natural.).
The basic rules are babies need nothing more then milk until a year old. But every baby is different. When Lila turns one will she suddenly need more? I am going to trust Lila and me and jeffs instinct to tell me what she needs.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Random thoughts on oct 26
Today Lila is 7 months old. And today we leave for Texas. Here is a quick look at where our road trip will take us. The Mojave desert for a two night campout. Then Sedona, AZ for another campout. Then to the Grand Canyon for the day and spending the night on route 66. Santa Fe, Fort Davis, and then Wimberley.
The last seven months have been the most amazing and joyful and sleepless and amazing and perfect seven months of mommy and daddy's life.
The list of things I will miss about Santa Barbara; the views, the mommies and their babies, the beach, our backyard, the farmers market, trader joes, and the pretty walks. But what I will miss most is spending all my days with Lila, holding and kissing her while she naps, walking to the mission in the afternoon, going to our morning activity (infant times, pep, mamatotos, or just trader joes.)
Although I think Santa Barbara is a pretty weird town, I have so many amazing memories there. I will always look back at this time and remember the walks ( then hugely pregnant waddles) on the beach.
When I first moved to Santa Barbara I hated it. I didn't meet anyone I clicked with really... I never found a salon I liked. Everything closes at 8 minus bars (which were not really my scene) and I was looking for food.... Jeff worked at least 6 days a week and probably 70 hours... Our house was terrible. I didn't like it from the beginning but we didn't have too much choice. It made it even worse that some dumb girl kept her stuff there (half packed) for well over a month. Yuck! I start to feel irritated and cloister phobic just thinking bout it. I did find a job I liked, weddings on the weekend. It paid pretty well and I learned a lot. I liked it so much I decided to start a business of my own. I started going to the beach more, which is amazing. The beach is Santa Barbara wasn't really for swimming. The harbor side was sandy and pretty but the water oh so cold! The west facing beach was my favorite to take walks on. So beautiful with cliffs and tide pools too. Those thins were nice but just fluff. I need substance.
Then in July of 2010 I found it. It isn't come from an outside source or new friends or somewhere fun to go. It came from within. We discovered Lila. Santa Barbara will always be so special to me because of the last 11 months there. In January we moved to a cute little treehouse on the Rivera. It was a perfect place to spend my days rubbing my Lila belly (and watching it dance around) We nested and made the house our home. We filled our home with sweet memories for seven months... Oh Lila we shared the beat moments of my life at 1828 loma.
The last seven months have been the most amazing and joyful and sleepless and amazing and perfect seven months of mommy and daddy's life.
The list of things I will miss about Santa Barbara; the views, the mommies and their babies, the beach, our backyard, the farmers market, trader joes, and the pretty walks. But what I will miss most is spending all my days with Lila, holding and kissing her while she naps, walking to the mission in the afternoon, going to our morning activity (infant times, pep, mamatotos, or just trader joes.)
Although I think Santa Barbara is a pretty weird town, I have so many amazing memories there. I will always look back at this time and remember the walks ( then hugely pregnant waddles) on the beach.
When I first moved to Santa Barbara I hated it. I didn't meet anyone I clicked with really... I never found a salon I liked. Everything closes at 8 minus bars (which were not really my scene) and I was looking for food.... Jeff worked at least 6 days a week and probably 70 hours... Our house was terrible. I didn't like it from the beginning but we didn't have too much choice. It made it even worse that some dumb girl kept her stuff there (half packed) for well over a month. Yuck! I start to feel irritated and cloister phobic just thinking bout it. I did find a job I liked, weddings on the weekend. It paid pretty well and I learned a lot. I liked it so much I decided to start a business of my own. I started going to the beach more, which is amazing. The beach is Santa Barbara wasn't really for swimming. The harbor side was sandy and pretty but the water oh so cold! The west facing beach was my favorite to take walks on. So beautiful with cliffs and tide pools too. Those thins were nice but just fluff. I need substance.
Then in July of 2010 I found it. It isn't come from an outside source or new friends or somewhere fun to go. It came from within. We discovered Lila. Santa Barbara will always be so special to me because of the last 11 months there. In January we moved to a cute little treehouse on the Rivera. It was a perfect place to spend my days rubbing my Lila belly (and watching it dance around) We nested and made the house our home. We filled our home with sweet memories for seven months... Oh Lila we shared the beat moments of my life at 1828 loma.
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