The next day following the birth of Lillie was a haze. Much happiness and utter shock still from the fact that we are now holding our baby girl in our arms.
When Evelyn came in and held Lillie for the first time it truly felt like this was a moment that was frozen in time for us forever. The first moment of sisterly bond, sisterly love. The protection Evelyn was encasing her little sister in. Truly magical. Evelyn kept smiling every time she looked down at her little sister.
Breastfeeding was interesting. It felt so natural at first and then the next few days I went through the uncomfortable nipple being raw phase. Because what else do you call it hah:) We used formula once just to give my nipples a break through all the cluster feeding. Did not feel guilty at all…my nipples were very happy for it and I was able to get some sleep too. Noah was a champ and I got a good seven hours of sleep. Best sleep ever.
Noah took 2 weeks FMLA and was really able to help out. I had a breakdown once, when we first came home…the first night I feel is the worst because our newborn was not sleeping at all. The breakdown was a result of lack of sleep and because I felt like it was so hard to give both girls my full attention. Again, this was due to lack of sleep…I was basically blithering tears at the dinner table, hysterically, while Noah is looking at me with a weird face and his spoon halfway to his mouth. It was funny looking back on it:)
Fast forwarding to now, I just really want to let everyone know that we are so happy and grateful for all of the support we have and just truly blessed for our two sweet girls. We are still learning new ways to handle the daily challenges…like Evelyn starting school and taking Lillian is a bit difficult but we deal. We are not perfect. I worry, and I stress, and I’m still happy.
Lillian is still breastfeeding. When my boobs got engorged I was able to collect like 8 extra ounces a day and freeze it. Not everyone is like that…it was great and all but let me tell you the downside of having to much of a milk supply…bed sheets.
I am pretty sure Noah woke one morning terrified with the mass of breast milk surrounding him. Haha the little things!