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Insta-Day

So my big fancy camera has had a bit of a haitus lately.  The weather has been dreary so it's not bright enough inside for great photos and we're so busy with life in general that it's all I can do to grab my phone and snap a few quick photos sometimes...  When I'm not nursing Eliza I'm most likely making a peanut butter sandwich for LP, doing laundry, or maybe snagging a quick shower.  

I don't know if I mentioned before that although we'd planned to keep LP in day care 2 days a week throughout my maternity leave (I go back to work for one month between Thanksiving and Christmas and then will be laid off), we ended up pulling him out so he's home with me 5 days a week.  It's been a big adjustment for both of us- I was expecting to have some time with just Eliza and he's used to being with kids his age more but we're doing pretty well.  We've had some great playdates, yoga classes at the library, and some other little adventures.  I find that as long as I get us out of the house at least 2 or 3 days a week we seem to do ok.  

Eliza is still great- she had her one month check up and was up to 9 lbs. and 22 inches long- so she gained about 2.5 pounds and grew an inch.  She's in the 25th and 50th percentiles for weight and height, which is much higher than LP has ever been- he's routinely in the 5th and 10th.  Funnily enough she's actually just about the same size that LP was at this age but is in higher percentiles (I guess because she's a girl?) and seems bigger to me.    She's gotten into a bit of a schedule which helps and sleeps (most nights) from about 11 pm to 5 am which is awesome.  The not so awesome part?  Well in order to hibernate from 11-5 she nurses non-stop from 8 pm on.  I literally set up a little table in front of the couch with water, snacks, my ipad, the t.v. remote, etc. and park myself there with the Boppy for 3 hours while she eats and eats and eats.  It feels a bit like nursing a blood-sucking vampire at times- totally draining and exhausting.  Worth it though to get a good 5 hours straight.

The other day I decided to document our day in Instagram photos on my phone so I thought I'd share it here so that y'all can see just how truly exciting our days are around here.  Try not to fall asleep while reading this.  It's pretty thrilling.

 

I'm up with Eliza at 4 a.m.  Paul leaves for work at 4:30 and I doze in bed until 6:30 when LP comes into the room.  We head downstairs.

LP has a pancake for breakfast:

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Eliza naps after her breakfast (mommy milk):

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I wait for a chance to grab some coffee:

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And then, while both chidren are momentarily distracted (Eliza napping, LP watching a little t.v.), I check in with the outside world (i.e. Facebook):

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And get started on the laundry:

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And feed the dogs:

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And get a moment of fresh air:

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Then it's time for some play.  Pirates today:

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Before I finally get out of my jammies and into some regular clothes:

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Then Eliza eats again:

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And we take some goofy group shots:

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And then hop in the car to run some errands:

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Both kids behave well enough for me to do a little shopping:

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And LP is rewarded with ice cream for lunch for telling me that bright green skinny jeans are NOT the right choice (apparently though, the bright green boot cut jeans ARE right - so we came home with those):

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Drive home, another meal for Eliza, and then it's outside for some swing time with LP while baby naps:

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And then I'm back inside for another dose of mommy milk for Eliza:

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A few minutes are spent emptying the dishwasher:

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While the dogs look on:

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And LP keeps playing outside:

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Eliza eats, again.  Then she dozes off into a breastmilk induced food coma:

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While I get dinner started (Cajun pasta!):

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More dishes are done after dinner; baby bottles and breastpump pieces this time:

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Then it's time for LP to wind down with a show before bed (part of a Disney movie called "Oceans,"- he's obsessed with sea creatures):

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Finally Paul and I (and baby sister) have some time together before he heads to bed around 9 and I chain nurse the baby for 3 hours.

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Lather, rinse, repeat.

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