Getting Much Sleep?

But still more than the wife is! Just think, teething is just a few months away. So we've got that to look forward to...

My New Favorite Thing

Waking up, sitting in the nursery recliner, with my daughter in my arms. It's a great way to start the day even if my day is starting before 6 AM.
There've been a couple of days this past week when I've been called up for diaper duty around 4 in the morning, and then I sit up with Evie Sue until she goes down again. Inevitably, daddy falls asleep, as well, and then wakes up a short time later, smiles, kisses the baby, and then moves the precious cargo back into her bassinet.
In other news, the baby appears to have reflux. She was crying at times when she was clean, full, and not tired. Turns out she was crying because she couldn't say, "Holy crap, this hurts! Hey you two, I've got heartburn! Hot bubbling magma in my esophagus! Hey! Hey? Why aren't you helping me? Oh, I see how it is. That does it! Next time you change my diaper I'm going to poop all over that changing table! Jerks!"
Now we are aware of the problem and we can do our best to combat the reflux. We keep her upright for a longer after feedings, have her on an incline when we lie her down, and just pay attention more to her squirming, fussing, and gurgling. Looks like we won't be leaving her home alone anytime soon. (That's a joke. She's very independent. for a month old infant.)

No More Reinforcements?

Here we are. The 2nd week of January 2012 and this is my 1st post of the New Year! It's been quite an adjustment having this little baby person come into our lives. The crying! The fussing! The crankiness! The pooping! The crying! And that's just me and the wife! (Rim-shot)
Anyway, we're parents. We were fortunate enough to have Sara's mom here for the 1st week or so of Evie Sue's life and that help was immeasurable. Then we had a few weeks to do the parenting thing on our own before Sara's best friend flew in from Minnesota and lent a hand. Her help was, once again, immeasurable. Just having someone in the house who's done this sort of thing before was very calming.
Now we're on our own again, at home anyway, and still trying to find our normal. How do we spend our quiet time? How often should the baby sleep? Eat? Cry? Why does she always soil a freshly changed diaper. Slowly but surely we're figuring things out.
I hope...