There is no clock in your nursery. As if we anticipated that time would be of little consequence in that space. The gray rocker in the corner already a bit spotted from those early days of an abundance of spit up. Those early nights were longer than the current ones; full of worry and anxiety about whether you were eating enough. You are much heavier tonight than in those days. Clearly we got that all…
Eight days after our baby was born, we finally got to bring her home. She had a specific, yet vague, feeding plan to include nursing, pumping, and formula supplementation. I should’ve documented better because those early days are a blur of feeding baby and changing diapers around the clock or pumping. Here is what I do remember: The terror of regularly scheduled weigh-ins at the pediatrician’s office and holding our breath in between those appointments;…