Sleep poker

I’m not a gambling woman, but putting Lucy down to sleep sure does feel chancey to me most of the time. Each time I quickly dash out of the room, heart racing, listening anxiously for any whimpering, I think about how much this process feels like luck rather than skill. Here’s how: Continue reading “Sleep poker”

Signs of health

I can tell that I’m starting to feel a bit more comfortable in my own skin these days. The first few weeks of Lucy’s out-of-womb experience have been quite an exciting ride, and I’ve felt a lot like I’m holding on for dear life. But here are a few signs that I’m starting to feel just like regular old Ann again: Continue reading “Signs of health”

Three weeks

Yesterday was Lucy’s three-week birthday. It is hard to believe how much our lives have changed in that time! Many people advise us (wisely) to cherish these days with her, whether they are joyful or challenging. Jon and I are doing a pretty good job of enjoying each day, but there are definitely things we are looking forward to in the future. Continue reading “Three weeks”

Weird reading of the day

I keep thinking about this paragraph from “_The Happiest Baby on the Block_”:http://boydsnest.org/news/2006/happiest-baby-on-the-block/ :

“Some people say that babies eat like ‘little pigs,’ but even piggies have a hard time holding a candle to a baby. Every day, young infants ‘snort down’ about three ounces of milk for every pound of their body weight. That’s equivalent to an adult drinking five gallons of whole milk a day, seven days a week. No wonder they eat so often.”

That’s a lot of milk. Lucy is our little piggy.