I got to teach a couple routines at Zumba today. I left right after Zumba was done and didn't stay for the 20 minutes of weights and toning because my dad leaves at 1100 to golf and I get home at 1045 and shower before he goes. However, today he didn't golf until 1300 and didn't tell me. Needless to say, I never mentioned the 20 minutes of weights and toning, so he didn't know to tell me.
I gave Eisley a bath today. I'm trying to bathe her more often to reduce the cradle cap... we'll see how that goes. She has squealed in delight about twice (ever) and it's so darn cute when she does it. I am really wanting to hear some laughing. She did it a couple times in her sleep when she was a couple weeks old, but hasn't done any since.
I made Dr. Pepper chicken tonight for dinner with sweet potato fries that my mom bought in the freezer section. I am not sure which item it was, but Eisley HATED dinner. I know I can't drink Dr. Pepper without her fussing, so I don't drink it anymore. I also can't eat spicy food. I didn't realize the sweet potato fries were spicy and it would bother Eisley... they had some black pepper on them, so maybe that was what did us in... or perhaps it was the chicken. Though I would have thought that cooking with it would change its properties enough to not cause a problem.
Eis was screaming like nobody's business a bit after dinner. I thought she was tired. I tried nursing, but she wanted nothing to do with it. My dad and I switched off holding her and trying to calm her. I rubbed her tummy and rolled her legs around and my dad got two big burps out of her, shortly after. She still wouldn't nurse, though, and was hungry. I went and got the tiny bit of milk I had in the fridge and used a medicine dropper to give her a little.
She greedily drank it, so I knew she just didn't want my milk at that moment. I found this weird nipple thing in my bag-o-bottle-goodies and put some milk in there, but it wouldn't come out well. I tried another nipple, but it was too small and couldn't hold much. Finally, I grabbed a Similac nipple wrapped in a package. I opened it up and put it in my mouth, which was a good thing because it had a gross chemical taste. I took it to the bathroom and washed it off. The chemical taste was gone for the most part. I tried to see if it would twist onto my medula milk storage bottle and it fit! Hooray! I offered it to Eisley and she took it!
She drank it all and wanted more, so I gave her to my dad to try to burp again. While he did that, I got some milk from the freeze and thawed it as quickly as I could. I put it in the same bottle she'd just used and took it in to my dad. He tried to give it to her while holding her and she wanted nothing to do with it. I set up two pillows on the couch and had him change seats. He sat her on the one pillow, leaning again the other and he sat next to her and she took the bottle immediately.
She likes her bottle feeding experience to be totally different from her breastfeeding experience. It's strange, but we've figured it out, so that's all that matters. Hopefully, my parents will remember this when I have my surgery.
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