3 weeks old!

(Baileys famous pucker up lips face)
(we took her fishing, she nursed 95% of that time)

(Kyles birthday celebration)

(Park City Olympic Park)

(The moose head at Kyles work, great photo shoot Kyle)

(Micheles photo shoot with Bailey on our red sleeping bag)

(Michele and Bailey)

(she loves her arm straight up in the arm)

(smiles for the camera)

Bailey is now 3 weeks old and I can hardly believe it. Life as a mommy is exciting, exhausting, rewarding, and hard. But I love every minute of it and wouldn't trade it for the world.

Week 1: I was on the new mom "high" and everything was perfect and wonderful. We had my dad in town, then my grandparents came to visit as well. There was never a dull moment around the house. Bailey slept a few hours and then woke to be fed. I seemed to never sit her down, even when she was sleeping. Breastfeeding was much harder than I thought. Advice to all expecting mothers...prepare your nipples before hand, its very painful! Kyle and I just loved being parents and Bailey didn't do too much to not be loving life.

Week 2: My friend Michele from Florida came into town to help out with the Baby. I was stressing a little more this week because I needed to run all the errands and get all the paperwork filled out of a new baby. Bailey was being so good and only crying when she needed to be fed or be changed. We took her up to Park City for a full day of go, go, go, in the hot sun. She had a few melt downs but it was nothing a little milk couldn't fix. I was finally getting the hang of being a mom and felt comfortable and then week 3 happened.

Week 3: I took Michele to the airport Monday morning and got home. Soon after, Bailey decided to start screaming and shreaking. I had no idea what was going on. It continued the rest of the day and she did not sleep that night. I held her in my arms till 5:30 am until she finally dozed off for 2 hours. The next day, same thing. Crying and more crying. I looked up Colic and thats what it sounded like. I started to panic b/c after 1 1/2 days of crying baby, I was ready to throw in the towel. It was too much to handle. I called the Doctor and they scheduled me for that same day. She had no infection or anything so he said it was probably just gas. I was very emotional this day b/c I was at whits end. Sorry for all those that had to hear me cry. lol. Kyle got home from work and I happily handed him Bailey and I took off to Wal-Mart for the gas drops. I made sure I walked around Wal-mart a few times just to take more time. I arrived at home and of coarse, Bailey is sound asleep and quiet! We tip toes around the house and she slept for about 30 minutes and was back to screaming. I gave her the drops and it seemed to calm her alittle. Well, a few hours later, my stomach started to ache and the bathroom was calling my name. I then understood why my poor little child was crying so bad. The stomach cramping almost put me in tears. She finally slept that night but I didn't. Now its me who has been sick with a fever and in pain. I felt so guilty being mad at her for crying when I was the one who caused it. She is doing much better and is sleeping 4-5 hours at a time. Very nice! I love her so much and I'm glad that she is feeling better.

Sadly/Funny story: I called my mom in desperate need of some Malloxx. She said she had some and would be right over. She got to my house, and gave me 2 big spoonfulls of what we thought was Mallox. Keep in mind, I was already having bathroom issues. She asked me if it had started helping my tummy and I said NO! So a few hours later we went to round 2 of the medicine. Luckily, I looked at the bottle and I said...."MOM, this isn't Malloxx, this is Milk of Magnesia!!!" She said, "OH NO!" For those of you that don't know, that is a laxative and a great one at that. I was up every 15-30 mins last night cleaning out my system. THANKS MOM!!!!