First Day

So today was D-Day...The day I was going one on one with my little treasure, the "Spitmaster", "The Milk Gobbler", "The Strident Cry", Christina. OK so it was not the boxing/wrestling match I make it out to be, but to be honest, I was a little nervous about this day. My memory may not be good but I remember struggling with my first day with Catherine so I figured it would be the same...Although I don't really remember. I wonder if the mind makes you forget these things so that you want to do it again.

I actually was looking for my journal from the time with Catherine...Unfortunately, the computer it was on crashed and the email I used at the time was erased so I guess this is a good way to keep it long-term somewhere. I believe it was hard and I was new at it. Now I am an old Veteran at this paternity thing (yeah two stints makes you an old timer at this thing I believe). I think I was very happy that I did it at the end...but I struggled with the cries, the not knowing what to do and always worrying about doing things wrong. I guess I don't care what's right or wrong!

Seriously, I guess I felt calmer during the day, especially when the cries occurred. I expected that she would not want the bottle right away. I expected her to struggle to get to sleep. I expected that going for a walk would help her. I also knew when to burp, when to keep things calmer, when to get more active, and, more importantly, I knew holding her every waking second was a bad idea (thanks Catherine).

So the blissful moment came at 11:45AM: she drank from her bottle from the first time. 3 oz. or so! Anther proud moment occurred at 11:52AM: she "gave back" 0.5 oz! We all changed our clothes and diaper (guess who had a diaper) and we had a jolly old time until..."The Next Feeding". The next feeding made me feel like I put "Shards O' Glass" in the milk. It was quite a struggle...until...low and behold...she suddenly drank! I was so happy, I spit up my water...And we all changed again...The rest of the day went well and we enjoyed some smiles and giggles for most of the afternoon.

A successful day overall...which only means it can only go downhill from here! Call me negative...I call it logical! Seriously, I want to believe it will be smoother than my current though process...there you go, the best possible positive statement I can make!