Rub a Dub Dub

We were finally able to give little Miss Claire her first real bath on Sunday. It may not look like it in the picture but she absolutely loved it. She was screaming right before, but as soon as we put her in the warm water, she stopped. And then when I was washing her with the wash cloth she grabbed it and wouldn’t let go. She smells so good after having a bath. I especially love her shampoo, it’s Paul Mitchell. She’s so spoiled; I don’t even use Paul Mitchell.

On Monday, Claire and I went and had lunch with Levi at a little Chinese restaurant in Mount Angel. The food was delicious and it was so nice to go out to eat, that was the first time since we’ve been home from the hospital. Claire was so good; she slept right through the whole thing. Levi then showed her off at his work. It was really fun; I just wish his work wasn’t so stinkin far away.

Yesterday we went to the breastfeeding support group again. You are never going to believe this but Claire weighed in at a whopping 9 lbs 7 oz (no wonder her newborn-sized clothes are getting tight)! That’s almost a whole pound in a week! She has been eating constantly, like every 1.5-2 hours. I hardly have time to eat and shower in between feedings. When we were at the class I saw this adorable baby girl with a very small ace bandage looking thing wrapped around her torso and one of her arms, so her arm couldn’t move. I was thinking to myself that that’s the best idea ever! When I am trying to get Claire “latched on” she gets all excited. Her little arms start going crazy, getting in the way, hitting me, hitting herself and that little contraption would solve our problem. I found out after being there for a little while that the baby’s arm had been broken during delivery and her mom was having a hard time nursing her because of it. That was really sad and I kind of feel bad for originally thinking it was a great idea.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

-Elizabeth