every time i think i'm getting this down...

last night we successfully took elenora to her first orchestral concert. i put her in the snuggly and walked up and down the back row of the balcony throughout the performance. she slept peacefully and i walked about two miles.

i bathed elenora today by myself. i prepared for everything and had two towels and a diaper station all set up in the bathroom with all of her clean clothes to change into. it went really well.

today we went to the chamberlains' for a pats game. ella slept the entire time, only waking enough to feed twice. she was so beautifully content and j. and i had a great time with a., s., and j.


when we got home i took her out of her carseat to discover that her diaper had practically exploded and her bottom was soaked through. we rushed her upstairs to her changing table, already crying. we rushed to find another clean outfit. as i took her diaper off a stream came shooting up all over the changing table mat. we had to strip her down, wash her off, and dress her.

not a happy ella at this point.

then i went to nurse her. i thought it was a good nursing, but then when she came off the breast she was still really anxious and desperately seeking to still nurse some more. i put her to the other breast, but that one has a fissure that i'm trying to heal so i didn't keep her on quite as long. she cried like she was starving when i took her off, so i handed her to j. to hold while i pulled the pump together to try to get a bottle. only a third of an ounce came out of both breasts. i know the book says there's no such thing as an empty breast, but this sure seemed like an empty breast case to me. we fed her the third of an ounce, but she still seemed hungry. i tried her again on my right breast, but she came off still looking to suck some more. we danced and sang and bounced and twirled and rocked and jumped.

i think she might be falling asleep finally on j. in the rocking chair.

and i'm drinking Mother's Milk tea by the gallon.