Randomness for Your Thursday

• Until last week, I hadn't done a cake since May.  On Monday I got three new orders in addition to a wedding I'm doing this weekend.  Holy cake overload people!

• The wedding we are going to on Saturday is for one of my college roommates.  I haven't seen since I got married.  I'm crazy excited to watch her get married and introduce her to Natalie!

• Matt's working from home today so I can go to the eye doctor.  Last week I went to put my new contacts in (I wear 2 week disposables) and realized that I somehow had 4 contacts of one eye left and none of the other.  I've been wearing different prescriptions in my eyes for a week and it is not fun.

• I'm also going to get a new pair of glasses.  I've had the same pair since high school and they are kind of jank and broken.  But I only wear them from the bathroom to my bed at night and in emergency situations so I haven't felt the need to get new ones.  But it's time.

• Natalie is playing this new game where she holds her hands and puts them on her forehead over her eyes and it looks like she's hiding.  I look around all over for her and say, "Where'd Natalie go?" over and over until she lets lifts her hands up.  Then I say, "There she is!"  I know this doesn't sound entertaining, but she thinks it's the best game ever.

• Especially when she's supposed to be eating.  And knocks the spoon out of my hands.

• I'm working on dropping one of our afternoon nursing sessions and incorporating more solid food into Natalie's diet at lunch and dinner.  I'm not eliminating the milk all together, as I'm still offering it to her in a sippy cup.  But she only drank two ounces yesterday.  Hm.  I cannot figure her out.

• Speaking of solid food, it stresses me out.  She's a pretty good eater, except for the gross veggies, and I really can't blame her there.  But how am I supposed to know how much she's supposed to eat?  Is she still hungry?  What else could I be giving her?  I feel like she eats the same things all the time and it's totally boring.  Ideas?

• When I was meal planning this week, I noticed I accidentally scheduled some sort of enchiladas two days in a row.  And I didn't change it.

•  It seems like the whole country is freezing and getting snow and for once in my life Cleveland is...dare I say it...nice!?!  Like in the 50s and not raining!  Just beautiful.

All You've Ever Wanted to Know About Boobs

This pose?  Referred to around our house as the milk coma.

It's what I aspire to see after a feeding.  A full, satisfied little girl who will sleep quietly for at least a few shades so Mama can go to the restroom.

Yep.  We're going the breastfeeding route.  And believe me, it has not been an easy one.  In the hospital, Natalie did things to my nipples I did not even know were possible (and not in a good way, people).  The pain was unbearable.  She was crying, I was crying.  After about 2 days of feeding, I began to understand why people quit.

But I didn't want to quit.  It was (and is) important to me to breastfeed.  So I played through the pain.  And after maybe a week and a half...we got it!  In reality it was my problem.  The girl sucked like a pro but I could not figure out how to get her to latch for the life of me.  Enter husband.  My savior.  The man somehow figured out how to do it and taught me.  Yes.  My husband taught me how to breastfeed my child.  And I could not love him more for doing so.  All she needed was a little shove in the right direction.

Don't get me wrong.  We are still a work in progress.  Natalie has a tendency to flail her arms in front of her mouth preventing me from even getting to her when she's hungry.  This can lead to a very frustrating mama and baby some days.  And even worse...some nights.  Between the hours of 1 and 4 is not a good time to screw with Mommy.

And honestly, one of my nipples is currently acting up in an icky, blistery, YOWZA, way.  But we're learning.  I still say at least once every week that I want to quit.  Especially when the girl feeds every 2 hours during the day.  But then I seeing her little face when we get it right and I can't imagine giving that up for anything.