Approaching 8 weeks of being a mommy and who knew things would become so much easier in such a short amount of time? I sure didn’t. Most days I feel like I’ve gotten the hang of things, until she throws me a curve ball and has one of her “off days.” We deal with it.

Hubby has been amazing! Balancing work and home life to the best of his ability. I can officially say I’m enjoying every moment. Like it’s not as hard as it was those first few weeks. My angel baby is sleeping through the night–well kinda. She sleeps 5 1/2-6 hours at a time and it’s amazing what those extra hours of sleep do for daddy and myself. I seriously wake up like a new woman! In fact, there was ONE night she actually slept through the entire night. Just one.

We’ve gotten out a bit more this past month and I even took Giuliana to her doctors appointment all by myself (patting myself on the back now). I was worried about the drive there since she tends to fuss in the car seat and if I let her cry it out for any amount of time, she makes herself gag. The doctor is only a few miles from home and she did fabulous in the car. Only spitting out the pacifier and crying once. I pulled over and put her “passie” back in and she calmed right down and fell asleep. All in all, things are looking up. Each day and week gets better and better, just like people told me it would. Go figure!

Loving the changes I see in Giuliana. She smiles at us on a daily basis now, especially in the mornings. She loves bath time. She’s actually just the sweetest baby. I love, love, love being her mommy. Although, she has her diva (ish) moments. Like right when she wakes, she kinda expects food to be ready and available that very second or she’ll let you know (with the loudest cry ever) how disappointed she is that it isn’t. Diva, right? Gotta love her.

Taking care of baby and hubby often means putting yourself last. I love being able to meet their needs but there comes a time (and I think that time is now) where I have to somehow squeeze in a bit of time for myself. I haven’t been to the gym since before I got pregnant and I am ready to put in a little work to shed these last few baby pounds. Breastfeeding has only taken me so far and I have hit a plateau. Darn! My fingers were crossed that every last pound would melt away with breastfeeding. Sadly, I still have to work at it. I feel as if too many women have an unrealistic expectation as to the timeframe they have to look as they did before getting pregnant. My goal is 6 months. It’s already been 2 so I have 4 left to get it together.

Speaking of breastfeeding, that is going better than expected. I am still going strong. Don’t get me wrong, it is a huge commitment but in the end totally worth it. Some people thought I wouldn’t even be able to get through the first few weeks without throwing in the towel–they were so wrong. Actually, it was those very voices I heard in my head that pushed me to keep at it when I felt tired and frustrated with the process. I tend to express milk via pumping and bottle feed mostly. So no, I am not nursing 12x a day but I am however, still providing breastmilk and all the nutrients that come along with it. To me that is still breastfeeding although others would beg to differ. Who cares, to each their own. This is what’s working for me (us).

Closing out month #2 and looking forward to so much more ahead.