Alan’s been with me since Isabelle was born. But tonight after 7 weeks he’s gone back to work. I cried. I will miss him so much. I kept telling him to buy lottery tickets in the vain hope that we would win and he could be with us always. But no such luck. I’m alone, alone with Isabelle. Waaaahhh!!!
Fucking Isis pump. Won’t pump and I have an appointment this morning and am leaving Isabelle at home with Alan. I’m ready to throw this fucking thing across the room. Yes my anger has reached from “oh my this isn’t working”, to “damn pump”, to “fucking pump!”. Wanting to throw across the room then STOMP STOMP STOMP!!
Thought drawing would calm me down a bit but NOPE!
UPDATE: (it is an Avent. Fucking Avent pump)
I jinxed myself at the pumpkin patch today. I mentioned to Alan how Isabelle doesn’t cry as much as when we first brought her home. And wouldn’t you know it…when we got home she started fussing and screaming and crying. So since I already jinxed myself I might as well say this: Isabelle has been off the nipple shield on the right boob for a week now. Yay! And she’s been off it on the left boob for five days now. Yay! Yay! I didn’t want to jinx it by mentioning it before. In fact somedays just thinking about writing it here seemed to make her a tad fussier. But seeing as tonight is basically all kinds of screwed up hey why not mention it now.
I finished the second Miss Dashwood hat yesterday. I didn’t do the earflaps and ties because well…I ran out of yarn. I didn’t read the directions carefully enough and didn’t get an extra ball like I usually did so am now out. We’ll see how well it’ll stay on without them.
And it’s still too big even though it’s the smallest size. Oh well.
Oh and exciting and exciting. We were at the lactation counselor and Isabelle now weighs 8 lbs 13 ounces. Yay Isabelle!
Come on now, you know when you have a baby you need, I mean NEED to have cute little sunglasses for them to wear. I mean come on now.
I should have specified, she doesn’t actually need sunglasses in the regular sense. She needs them as in the sense that it’s just too darn cute and she needed to have her picture taken in them. 
I started a new Miss Dashwood hat. This one is the smallest size at 0-3 months so hopefully it will fit. I love, love, LOVE this pattern. I want to make more more more. One in every size for Isabelle!
Sometimes Isabelle poops and oh man does she poop. Like on the weekend, she pooped so much poop that poop leaked out of her diaper onto her clothes! And then just yesterday she pooped and it was so much! So much that it was just pointless to try to wipe it up with baby wipes. POINTLESS! We just gave her a bath. Yes, we call her the poopy monster. All fear the dreaded poopy monster!!
Oh yeah… about Isabelle’s nails. They’re already cut. It didn’t help. She still scratched herself. 
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