The day has come waaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyy too soon...I go back to work tomorrow and Karaline goes to her sitter's. We are very fortunate to have a lady, Linda, who has kept kids for over 25 years at her house to watch Karaline. She's got 2 other kids who are 2 and 3 {I think...}. I know Karaline will get lots of love from both Linda and the kids. Even though I know this, this past week has been horrible for me~lots of crying at random times, very emotional, and tons of mood swings. I've had plenty that I should do to prepare but the only thing that I've wanted to do is hold my sweet baby-so that's just what I did.
Not only have I had the sickest feeling ever about leaving her, but we've been struggling with Karaline taking her bottle. Back in early December, Karaline took a bottle wonderfully. I was relieved because I've heard of babies who do not do well with this transition. Joey and I decided that we'd try and put her on the baby sitter schedule 2 weeks before I go back. Well, 2 weeks ago, I tried feeding her during the day as planned and it was horrific...traumatic for both me and Karaline. She cried the entire time. I read on the La Leche League website that some breast fed babies will not take a bottle from their mom. So I decided that I would pump for Joey. It was a little struggle, but she ended up taking it from him with minimal fussing. Unfortunately, this did not last. These last 3 days have been major fights...this has only added to my stress. However, the most amazing thing happened. During one of our crying bottle feedings, I decided to say a prayer aloud. Immediately after I said, "amen," Karaline took the bottle like a pro. Of course I believe in the power of prayer, but I have never seen the immediate result.
The Lord has surely heard my prayers. Today after church I went to Target by myself to kind of prepare myself for tomorrow. When I got home, Joey was feeding Karaline a bottle without a fight. ~YAY~ AND, the best part is that she took the bottle from me without a fight, too. Thank you Lord for hearing and answering prayers. It makes me feel a million times better knowing that she will eat. I know she will not starve...believe me, I'm not blind, and I know that my child who is now in the 99 percentile of weight for her age {13 lb. 9oz} will not allow herself to be hungry for long; but I worry about her being a stress on Linda.
A side note about my chunky monkey...Yesterday, we went to Lakeside Village for an outing. While walking through the Belk shoe department, I walked past an older lady who of course looks in the stroller and compliments/insults my sweet baby. Here's what she said, "Oh, what a beautiful baby. She's precious. Looks like she's about to bust. " HA~ Seriously? I said, "She keeps growing." I just love her cheeks, chins, and fat rolls...each and every one.
Well, since I'm going back to school, I can't promise that I'll be blogging as often. I hope to take the time, but we'll just have to see. It has been a loooooooooonnnnnnnnnnggggg time since I've worked...remember bed rest in September? PHEW...what an adjustment. I'm excited to get reacquainted with my kids and other teachers.