


Ivy was 1 week old last night! In this past week, we have learned that she hates baths, diaper changes, and most of all, gas. She loves sleeping, eating, laying on mommy or daddy's chest, and just being completely adorable. She is figuring out her schedule of eating every 3 hours. Last night she slept beautifully in between the 3 hour feedings, or so Lori tells me. I woke up to everything the first couple nights, but since then, I sleep right through. Lori says that if she could, she would spike my drinks with breast enhancing formula and let me feed her! :) Most of the time though, she is thrilled that she gets to feed Ivy.
Ivy had her first doctor's visit yesterday. She is back up to 6lbs 14ozs after she left the hospital at 6,8. Everything continues to be perfect with her breathing, so no signs of the infection coming back!
She is a car sleeper. The moment you start driving, she is out.
Lori and I have had the normal first parent questions of, "Is her poop supposed to look like spicy mustard?" or "How can those tiny little lungs cry so hard?" and "So how do you put clothes on an unnaturally strong infant who likes to flail her arms and legs all around?" and of course, "How can this tiny little person go through so much laundry!?"
Having Grandma Leckron here to help has been invaluable! God bless her!
The Grandparents have been funny. Now that they know the sex, they have bought all kinds of little outfits for her. :) Jaime Moore also loaned us a bunch of clothes for her! So thank you all!
Great Grandpa and Grandma Meek came to see Ivy, as did Uncle Adam and Aunt Sarah, and Uncle Seth.