Getting Antsy

I’m so very thankful that Solveig is such a good baby thus far, especially with my slower recovery because of my anemia this time around.  So far, our new normal is me feeding her on demand during the day, as often as she wants.  Sometimes it’s every hour.  Sometimes every 3.  She’s a great eater, besides the fact she has a tough time staying awake for feedings.  We’re working on that.  Her  super-soaked diapers every 2 hours shows me that she’s eating plenty though!  I haven’t always embraced the feed-on-demand philosophy, but once I figured out that is the easiest and less stressful way to go for me, and rid me of all of my supply issues I had when I did scheduled feedings, I’m all for it.

At night I restrict her to eating no more than every 2 hours, which has come down to giving her a pacifier every once in awhile.  She loves the paci, which I’m so so grateful for, as my last 2 babies thought they were poison.  It’s so nice to have a tool that works to easily soothe. 

I’ve been very disciplined to take at least 2 naps a day.  Solveig and I snuggle in on the couch for a good 2 hours every morning and afternoon.  With all my supplements, and all of the rest, I’m feeling so much better, and a lot faster than I anticiapated.  It’s hard, though, when you do start feeling better, to continue that rest, and continue to be disciplined to see the healing process all the way through.  I’m not sure who exactly is getting more antsy for me to be back on my feet: me or Knut. 

We both have cabin fever, and have it bad.  I haven’t been out of the house except to go to the hospital and church in about a month.  I told Knut that I am planning a trip to Target on Monday for some last minute Christmas shopping.  It will just be Solveig and me going, but now I hear there are chances for snow.  I think if I can’t get out of the house for this little treat of a Target run I’ve been looking forward to for days, I think I may cry.  I don’t want to do any major grocery shopping or a whole morning of errands, but I just need to get out of the house so bad.  I did get to church this morning, and that completely wore me out.  It was well worth it, I think.

Knut is getting very antsy to start training for this year’s Birkie, and it’s been tough these last few days for him, as the weather conditions are ideal for skiing and he’s stuck inside making peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches.  We keep reminding each other that it won’t be too much longer, and each day I see huge improvements.  Over the last weeks that he’s been kinda in charge of seeing everything done with the house and kids, he says he has a new respect for single parents out there. 

The kids are getting antsy for Christmas.  They’ve stopped asking for things, and have started pulling together presents to give each other.  I find that very sweet.  I can’t believe Christmas is already this week!  There is so much I’d like to be doing right now that I’m holding myself back on.  There are a few decorating things around the house I’d like to do, but just can’t muster up the energy for.  I’m a little disappointed about that because this is our year at home and not in Phoenix, and I really wanted to do it up big. 

I also have 0 Christmas cookies.  I made one batch of sugar cookies, but those got eaten up.  Knut made a batch of Ritz-cracker-peanut-butter-sandwiches-dunked-in-almond-bark cookies, and those got eaten up too.  I told Knut I think I’ll feel less guilty about not having Christmas cookies if we look on it this year as a winter long activity.  I don’t want to miss out on any of the cookies, but maybe we’ll just make sure we get through one batch of each kind by the end of winter.  He thought that was a great idea.  That way, we’re still getting to eat the cookies, and we’re just removing the deadline of Christmas.

All in all…pretty much everyone in this house, myself most of all, is ready for me to be back at 100% again.  However, no matter how I wish it, I’m just not there yet.