I think a lot of times the 2nd week of life can be the hardest. Babies are trying to figure out day and night and apparently they hit a big growth spurt at 2 weeks. I vividly remember this time with Jackson because I was dying of exhaustion. Luckily my mom was able to come spend the week with us last week to soften the blow. It was like I had a night nurse who was also on duty during the day. In one word, amazing. My main job was to make sure Davis had milk in his belly, that was it...oh and to rest. Mom changed diapers, rocked Davis to sleep, cooked our meals, did our laundry, cleaned our house and entertained Jackson. I don't know how she had any energy, but somehow she made it. Even Drew raved about how much help she was, probably because he knew I would be in deep without her. Unfortunately she left Thursday instead of Friday because there was a threat of freezing rain Friday and neither one of us wanted her driving in that. Of course we both cried when she left. I think she cried because she would miss us, but I was crying because it would be embarrassing to get on my knees and beg her to stay another month! We all enjoyed her being here!
On a different note, we had to take Davis to the doctor yesterday. Poor baby has thrush so he's on medicine now. The doctor wanted to weigh him just to make sure he was gaining enough weight. After seeing that he now weighs 9 lbs. the doctor's response was "Holy Moly! I guess I'm not worried about your weight." That's always a good sign. What's funny is I was looking back at Jackson's book from when he was 2 weeks old and Davis is already slightly heavier. Oh boy, what are we in for? We may be creating a land of giants!
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