It's been an eventful couple days! Zoey has gained some new skills and had a bit of trauma to deal with.
On Saturday as part of an anniversary gift from Henry, I went to get my hair done. It was so wonderful to get a chance to freshen up. Something as simple as highlights can mean a lot to a new mom. It was quite the adventure as well as Zoey had a lot of trouble taking a bottle so leaving for over two hours meant Henry quite possibly faced a very unhappy and hungry little girl. However, when I got home I was shocked to see Zoey sleeping on Henry's chest. He smiled and said, "She just finished her bottle". We were over the moon! Her ability to take a bottle means so much to us. It means traveling is a little more plausible, it means we don't have to run out of church the second the say Amen, it means that we can go out for a meal and have a babysitter. I was worried it was just a fluke, but she took another one that evening and has continued to do so for the last few days. We are so excited!
The other adventure we have involved her first round of vaccinations. I was nervous but while Henry offered to come with me, I decided I would be strong for Zoey. It was incredibly tough for me. She had the three needles and by the third she had enough. She looked so horrified that I was letting that happen to her. I broke my heart. I managed to hold it together but I'm not going to lie, it wasn't easy. She's been a little cranky since but other than a little fussiness and a need to be cuddled, she's done really well. I'm not looking forward to the next round but we will deal with that one when we get to it.
I've been really frustrated with what I'd call a witch hunt for women who bottle-feed their babies. I was feeding Zoey a bottle in the waiting room after her shots and I was shocked by the number of dirty looks I got from people walking by. It was breast milk so people had no need to worry, but honestly, what if it was formula. Some people seem to act like formula fed babies are being fed poison! I have so many friends who for various reasons were unable to breastfeed, and honestly, if it's not what a mom is able to do, no one has the right to judge that.
Motherhood is amazing and every day I find more things that I love about my daughter. If I've had a rough day or a stressful moment, she smiles at me and I melt. I see Henry holding her and knowing that this little girl has him wrapped around her tiny finger. Even the nights where I can barely keep my eyes open I am amazed by her. She is precious and we love her so completely and unconditionally.

