Yes, we're still alive and kicking here. Haven't been crushed by falling piles of diapers or anything :)
My parents showed up Monday afternoon and have been very busy entertaining Ethan since then. He's having the best time, especially with my dad. I think my dad was completely worn out by the end of their first day here though- a 22-month-old definitely has more energy than a 61-year-old! It's fun to watch them running around and having a great time though.
Vivian is still pretty much the same- sleeping 23.9 hours out of the day. Her jaundice is doing better though, and she hadn't lost any more weight at the last appointment. Feeding has still been quite a challenge- she still doesn't want to wake up to eat during the day, and when she does eat, she cluster feeds for an hour and a half or more. Then goes back to sleep for 4 hours. Of course, this does not apply at night, when she likes to be awake and eating all the time. Since my body is still trying to figure out this milk supply thing, the long feedings followed by the long pauses between feedings are leading to what I have decided to call "bowling balls of pain" attached to my chest. Hopefully we'll get this all figured out soon as she gets older and more able to stay awake and eat better.
So that's my life. Feeding the baby, trying to spend time with Ethan so he doesn't completely forget about me while he basks in the glory of spending time with his grandfather. Ethan's been doing well so far with Vivian in that he seems to have decided that she does not exist. He just completely ignores her. He doesn't get upset when someone is holding her- that person just gets included in Vivian's cloak of invisibility until he/she puts Vivian down. It's really funny to watch, and far preferable to crying/throwing things at her, so we'll take it!
Other than that, just trying to deal with the tiredness/baby blues/recovering from the c-section. Trying to remind myself that someday I will get to leave the house again and that Vivian's feeding will regulate and be less complicated soon(ish). Remembering that one day I will get to see friends and have an actual conversation again. Trying to not get discouraged, but that's easier said than done some days. Trying to hold on to the good things in my day and remembering that I'm incredibly blessed with this family and these adorable, healthy children. I'm definitely having a rough time right now, but I know it's mainly hormonal and I will get past this. until then, I think I need to eat more chocolate or something.
Check out her hair- it sticks straight up- too cute!