I love you Jason.
Making & Baking
4 years ago
Go! Fight! Win! Jillian showed her Charger spirit on Sunday and cheered them on to a victory over the Broncos. Thank you Auntie Brenda for the cute Chargers dress.
This is just a great photo showing how Jillian is noticing what is around her. Ron and Sarah let us borrow some baby toys and accessories. I think this is from an activity mat. We keep it on the changing table and shake it to get her attention. Recently she started focusing on it and so now we "play" with it almost every time we change her.
Christmas Day was a casual affair. Jason, Jillian and I piled in the car and headed to my parent's house. Jason's mom met us there later. I made ribs and we scraped together the rest of dinner from my mom's fridge. My dad gave my mom a Wii Fit for Christmas and the game "We Ski." As you can imagine, it looks pretty funny to be skiing indoors. Jason got some great video which I wouldn't be surprised if he posted. It's very embarassing!
Jillian with her Great-Great Grandmother Erline. Erline grabbed Jillian almost as soon as we got in the door. Jillian had a pretty fussy Christmas Eve but she quieted down in her great-great grandma's arms. Evidently Erline has some experience with babies.
5 generations of women. From left: Aunt/Cousin Ashli, Great Grandma Treva, Auntie Abbi, Great-Great Grandma Erline, Jillian, Grandma Pam, Great Aunt Bev and Aunt/Cousin Kelli.
Grandma Joy and Grandpa Ron display our best Christmas present. Jillian's dress was just beautiful (thank you Mom). She looked so adorable in it. The tights she is wearing were hilarious. Of course they say "0-6 months" on the tag but no baby under 3 months or so would fit into those tights. She looked like a wrestler with the tights and the little bloomers under her dress! The black patent leather shoes were adorable with the dress.
Jillian's Great Uncle Mark held her for the first time on Christmas Eve.
Cousin Ethan had awesome Christmas pajamas! The hat made the ensemble, but like any kid, he didn't want it on. We madly snapped photos before he ripped it off. We did a white elephant gift exchange in lieu of exchanging presents with everyone. Jason got a photo frame and I chose a Santa and Mrs. Claus doll set.
So let's start this off on a good note with a picture of me and my beautiful daughter. Everyone happy? Okay good. Now let's delve into the misery that has plagued me for the past week: clogged milk ducts. Last Friday night I woke up with an intense pain in one breast. I stumbled downstairs to grab my books on breastfeeding and What To Expect The First Year. I determined that I had a clogged milk duct. I jumped in the shower, per the suggestion of the books, and tried to massage it out. I had some moderate success and it went away the next day... only to return in the other breast. So I read some more and was soon doing a barrage of home remedies. Each day I would think I had beat it and each day it would transfer to the other breast. Wednesday it came to a head with the most painful one yet. I was crying it hurt so badly. I tried so hard to work it through and was successful, though it took an extra day. Last night it returned to that same painful spot with a vengence. I was (and still am, to be honest) miserable. It hurt to just be. One of the ways to clear the duct is to feed every two hours or less and then pump after to clear everything out. First of all, it kills to put her to my breast in this state. Second, once she feeds and I pump, it's pretty much an hour to the next feeding. My breasts are so sore and beat up at this point I dread feeding my daughter. How sad is that?! And poor Jason had to be up with me all night because it hurts so badly I can't really lift or burp her. To make things a mite worse, Jillian has been a little fussy since last night. We are all pretty beat up right now!
Hi everyone. Today I had my one month check up. Mommy and Daddy thought I might weigh a lot but wowee. I sure surprised them!
Here I am on Wednesday 12/17, my one month birthday. Thank you Auntie Heather for my outfit. Grandma Joy came to watch me today so Mommy could go to a work party. I got a little hungry when Mommy was gone and took a bottle from Grandma Joy - my second ever.
Mommy, Daddy and me take a photo to commemorate my one month birthday. Yes, Mommy is in her pj's.
I finally started pumping over the weekend so we could start occasional bottle feeding. Jason was so happy to give her the first bottle. She took to it okay. She was a little too worked up at first to take it. I started off breasfeeding her and then handed her over to Jason. This seemed to work okay. We'll try again tonight.
This is what Jillian looks like at 4 weeks. She is getting huge but is still such a peanut!
My mom came over to watch Jillian for a few hours so we could go to Costco and set up and decorate our Christmas tree. This was our second time leaving Jillian but it wasn't much easier than the first. I was excited to get out and go to Costco but part of our brains were always thinking of her. We were in desperate need of food and I had sent her announcements and our Christmas card to their photo center. At Costco I was very excited to eat my first post-Jillian hotdog. I didn't have any while I was pregnant and so of course wanted one the entire pregnancy.
For Sarah's birthday we met at Macaroni Grill in Escondido. This was Jillian's first restaurant outing. She did great but got hungry about a minute before our food got to the table. So this was also my first time breastfeeding in a restaurant. I was unsure if I should step outside but I asked Sarah what she would do and she gave me the confidence to do it. I was very discreet, so no worries.
On Saturday we went up to Oceanside to visit Grandma Pam & Aunt Abbi. We brought Brody so he wouldn't be home alone and he was a perfect gentleman. He very much wanted to be cozied up on the couch with one of us.

Grandma Pam was in heaven with her granddaughter, and Jason and I appreciated another set of arms to hold our baby girl.
It makes my heart melt (and her eyes pop!)
Jason is the best dad. He takes her whenever she is crying. He changes every diaper he can. I start to feel guilty that he is holding her and soothing her so often when we're together. But he truly wants me to have some down time and he loves to spend time with his daughter. Jillian and I are both so lucky!