My sister Danielle (Dee) came up to visit us, along with her daughter Maddi.  Dee, who I should take this opportunity to mention is very slim now, brought up the fixings for some Shepherds Pie and made us dinner.  The meal was splendid, and having a home cooked meal was awesome, after the scrape together stuff we've been subsisting on.  The leftovers will be lunch for the next few days.  After dinner we had a pleasant walk to the park.  Beautiful weather today.

I am in awe of my sister's baby handling abilities.  Celerity has begun to fuss more after she finishes eating and wants to be held.  Dee scooped her up and had her asleep in ten minutes, which lasted all through our walk and until it was time to feed her again later in the evening.  I have the feeling that last few days with Celerity have been the honeymoon, the calm before the storm. 

Maddi wanted to hold the baby, so we had her wash her hands.  She is very excited that she is now (and forevermore) the "oldest cousin". 

It doesn't get much cuter than that.

Late Night Feeding
Last night was fun for me.  I've been taking the "middle of the night" feeding with either formula or pumped breast milk, so Dodi can get a full(ish) night sleep.  About a half hour before I was due to wake her, Celerity woke me.  I fed her 3oz of Formula and she stopped eating.  I bundled her up and put her in the bassinet.  10 minutes later, I'm back up, since she doesn't want her pacifier and she doesn't want to sleep.  I mix up another 2oz of formula and she drinks most of it (and burps up the rest, all over her shirt).  She doesn't want anymore, so it's back to the bassinet.  Ten minutes later, more fussing - she doesn't want food, she wants attention.  I pull her up to my chest and lie down on the couch.  Four hours later, Dodi finds me there, asleep, with Celerity cuddled up on my shoulder. 

I'm hoping tonight goes better.  I'm considering adding a splash of brandy to her milk ;) (This is a joke, never let your baby drink brandy, only fine wines and vodka)