Baizley is one week old!

So little Miss Baizley is one week old today. It is so surreal!!! Jared and I were having a hard time remembering what life was like a mere 8 or 9 days ago. Crazy!! As Brande O'Hare, a very wise woman once told me, being a mom is the best, hardest job you'll ever have...boy was she right! I knew having a newborn was going to be hard , but I didn't think it was going to be this hard. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Baizley is my little angel, I love being her mommy. (without my mom here, I don't think I would have been able to survive.) Baizley cracks me up with her faces, just like my sister Kelly, and how she uses her hands--very expressive like her mother, but I must say she is the spitting image of her father as a baby.

We got home from the hospital on Sunday totting a bilirubin blanket, oxygen and feeding issues. Monday was a tough day, I pretty much lost it, Baizley stopped feeding and I was beside myself. We are almost over the eating hump, thank God! We've been back to the hospital three times for lab work on the little peanut. Her poor foot looks like a pin cushion. At the pediatrician's appointment on Tuesday he did take her off the oxygen (Yippie, she HATED that tube in her nose), but we had to keep her on the bilirubin blue light b/c of jaundice. She is our little glow worm. It just makes everything a bit more difficult. We do have a follow-up appointment with the pediatrician on Friday where he will hopefully say she is jaundice free. We've been plumping her up to get her back to birth weight.

Jared has been a wonderful daddy to Baizley, always worried she's warm enough, eating enough, safe enough. He loves to hold and and rock her and thinks that she is just precious.