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Meet the marvelous Hermit Thrush - a beautiful though somewhat drab creature of the avian world.

Don't worry, this post has nothing to do with birds. Just boobs. And thrush. The yeast kind. It's marvelous. I'm having a great time.

The pain I previously described turned out to be more than we bargained for. First there was the sharp pain when she latched on that I had been getting used to. Then there was the burning pain I thought was my let-down, but since it happened after we fed versus right before, turns out it was more of a warning sign. There was the cracking, mildly bleeding nipples & the diaper rash that was getting worse. Then to top it all off there was the excrutiating sharp pain in my shoulder blades that I thought was from sleeping in a different bed &/or being on the train for 8+ hours last weekend. It all just kept getting worse & culminated in a miserable Monday going into Tuesday when I desperately called the midwives & the lactation consultant at the hospital. Turns out we have thrush which is now being treated with "All Purpose Nipple Ointment" & Gentian Violet. It is starting to slowly feel better & we are hoping it'll clear up in the 4 - 7 days it's supposed to take. Meanwhile my baby is now affectionately known as "Grape Face".


Grape mouth - check out that funky lipstick!

It's from the Gentian Violet. The other side effect of all of this is that I get to walk around the house with my chest exposed for long periods of time. This is not an invitation for any of you boys to drop by unexpected. Or gals for that matter. I seriously feel like a cow while I'm air-drying my bits. If I'm not air-drying, we're feeding. Needless to say I am not having a world of fun at the moment. At least the Freyja bun is still doing well though she's pissed about the diaper rash & has been kind of frantic at the start of a feed. The lactation consultant weighed her on Tuesday & she's now a whopping 8 lbs 3 oz. so it's not like she's suffering too too much with this nastiness.

She's changed a lot since we brought her home & is starting to feel more like a little person with her hillarious facial expressions & her man-sized farts. Her cheeks are a little less squirrel like & we can see more of her pretty eyes now. She likes to alternately scrunch up like a turtle & stretch like a kitten & then starts kicking me in the chest when she's taking a crap. And man oh man, can that girl ever poo! Here's what she looks like when she's concentrating on filling up a load of treasures for daddy to clean up.


Oh my - what a serious preppie look.

Yesterday to make me feel better, Calvin took Freyja & I to Famous Babies at Silver City to see Walk the Line. There's a matinee once a week where you can bring your baby to the movie theatre & not worry about the crying & the fussing, because everyone else's baby is doing the same thing. There's also a stash of free diapers at the baby changing station in the hall - Calvin wants to go back to stock up, but I told him no. Anyway, it was a neat experience though somewhat strange to see that many babies in one place in the middle of the day. The movie was one I'd been wanting to see as I love Johnny Cash & I Walk the Line is my one of my all time favorite songs so a lovely time was had by all.

Today I went to a mommy & baby group thing to meet a new mommy pal I met while walking the dog at the pit. It was nice just hanging out with some other people who've also never been through this before & we all went for lunch at the Taj Mahal afterwards. Mmmmmm curry. Even baby likes the curry. See.


Sleepy smiles