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One Week Old

I have surprisingly taken to motherhood well. Everyone kept telling me how the first 2 weeks have been the hardest. In my mind I kept telling myself how much work it would be and how little of sleep I would get. In reality I've been sleeping well and she's been eating fine and gaining back her birth weight . Now I'm more worried it's going to all change and she's going to get fussier. 

Emma offered to take her newborn photos. I figured Scott wouldn't be into the idea himself so I said sure.

Actually I would have been, but Emma shoots babies how mom's want them photographed.

We headed over to their house in the morning.

Emma suggested we use her backyard as a backdrop for better lighting. Their yard is shadier than ours so I agreed.

As I guess that's evident from this shot.

We tried putting her on a fur rug first but she kept trying to eat it. 

I watched for a good ten minutes and then started to get bored.


I fed her for a bit and then she was out and let us move her in any position. 

I kept her out of the sun.

And I took pictures of Emma taking pictures.

Scott didn't like the idea of her being in a suitcase, but c'mon how adorable is this? Nice shot Emma.

Cheesy...but I'll admit it's pretty darling.


I went inside for a bit and hung out with Olive and Tyler.

Since Scott is usually behind the camera I took this opportunity to get some photos of the three of us.

This was our Lion King moment. 

Olive loves looking at baby Meadow.

Scott figured out meals based on the foods we have received from our CSA. Money is super tight now that I'm not working so we are trying to stretch things as best we can.

Plus if you're getting a box of veggies every week, you better use them.

I'm still too sore to do much walking and I needed to take my afternoon nap. Scott was going to have to run errands on his own. Thanks super dad. 

The other day we were both craving cookies. We always have homemade ice cream in the house now so I made an ice cream sandwich after lunch.

The reason we have homemade ice cream is because Brooke qualified for WIC. They give you like 5 gallons of milk a month. I turn that milk into yogurt, ice cream and cheese.

I needed a case for my new phone (an HTC One, which is metal, black and apparently delicate) and a new hard drive. I had a gift card from Best Buy so I stopped by the closest store in Roseville. 

The Roseville BBY doesn't feel anything like the Brooklyn Center store I worked at for two years. While there I ran into one of my old coworkers Maurice and we chatted for a bit.

Then I headed back to Minneapolis and got our groceries from Seward Coop.

Once back I made a variation on Singapore Noodles. It's great that Brooke no longer has heartburn.

I'm keeping up on dishes despite hating to do them.

I can't wait until I feel better and can get out of the house more. Being in the house all day, especially with it being summer, is getting boring. 

Before bed we both had some Heath Bar ice cream. I love my Ben and Jerry's cookbook.

I still love watching her sleep.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I am very interested in your ice cream making and had a few questions:

-What type/brand ice cream maker do you use?
-Recommend any recipe books?
-If you would start again, what would you do differently?

Great blog,
Mike from SE MN.

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