Isolde turns
one month today! Time really flies when you're having fun! Because fun is what it is most of the time. Isolde is a happy and easy-going girl and every day there's something new for her to explore and something about her for us to discover. She's communicating much more with us and even though we don't see that proper smile that often she smiles with her eyes. It's easy to "drown" in her eyes - sometimes her look is so intense though that you have to look away after a while (and dry some tears off).
Monday this week was the first "difficult" day (in addition to my baby blues the first week). I had eaten a bad shrimp salad on Sunday and was sick at night (at least I think it was the food as Peter who hadn't had the same food didn't get sick and as far as I know Sunday's fika
guests didn't get sick either). Peter didn't get home until 5 am Monday morning as he was watching the Super Bowl at a friend's place but that was fine, as after the worst wore off I (and Isolde) slept alright. We had a lie-in until 11 am since Peter wasn't going into work until lunch time but even though I had had enough sleep I was quite fatigued and could only eat small amounts of food to start with.
Isolde had a bad day too; maybe she felt mummy wasn't her usual self (she didn't seem to have whatever had inflicted me though, luckily). After we got up I was basically stuck on the sofa nursing her. Isolde dozed off several times and I tried to put her to sleep - several times - but the longest she slept was 30-45 mimutes around 4 pm during which time I managed to take a shower and wash my hair. Usually I walk around the flat and do stuff with her (sometimes she's hungry but can't find a comfortable position or the calm she needs and then doing something different for a while helps, e.g. walking around, holding her in different ways, etc.) but as I was so tired I didn't have the strength and maybe that was why she didn't fall into deep sleep.
When Peter got home from work around 5:30 pm we took a walk to see a flat for sale. It was a good opportunity for me to get some fresh air and for Isolde to sleep. She fell asleep in the pram and then slept for a few hours after we got home (she really likes the pram, luckily!). When she woke up later in the evening and had some awake time before it was bedtime for all of us, she was her usual self, which is a bit night cranky (I think she has gas in the evenings) but nothing too bad.
And the next day (yesterday), she was in a really happy mood all day and was really communicative and alert. And I was fit-for-fight again too!
Leaving you with one of my favourite pictures of our little girl!
11 days old