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Consistency

Ella bug had a fun-filled 3-week weekend.  (Too much?)  :)  My brother and his family drove down from Sacramento to meet Ella.  Boy, was she welcomed with so much love not only by my brother and sister-in-law, but by my three fabulous nieces.  They are so in love with Ella and spent the entire time wanting to hold her and even just watch her sleep!  (Exciting, I know.)  I knew they would be good to her, but good just doesn't seem to capture how much they love her.  I can't wait until she is old enough to actually interact with them!


Wyatt's sister-in-law, Mary forwarded me an online seminar called Moms On Call, which teaches you the ins and outs of newborn care- mainly how to survive with a newborn at home.  I watched the 0-3 months in two days and began to implement the tips and tricks.  Although we haven't been home every minute of the day to implement it, I've already seen vast improvements in Ella bug's behavior.  For example, last night, she consistently slept between 2.5-3 hours between each feeding.  We are so thankful for this because I don't know how many more nights we could take with the 1-1.5 hour naps she was taking between feedings at night.  According to the pediatrician, Ella is "not like most newborns" because she feeds so often.  (What can I say? She's hungry.)  (*"Consistent to us = 2/3+ days)

Our little girl is growing up so quickly.  Next thing you know she'll be going to prom!  (And I wonder why she's so dramatic!) :P

Daddy and I even got to take some post-hospital pics with the babe.  Enjoy!!!



God Bless,
Kat


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