But the other night I really understood what she meant. I woke up around the time I would have to wake Aubrey up to eat. And all I could do was lay there, full of anxiety.
She has not been the easiest to feed. In the hospital, when she wouldn't nurse for long enough, they made me give her formula. Which only resulted in me sitting there crying for the next hour.
We had her 2 week weight check last Thursday, the doctor was not satisfied she had gained enough weight so off to the lactation specialist we went.
This week is going better, they think she only needed more time to get out of her sleepy stage.
I am still terrified of this child.
He has been GREAT with Aubrey. He really loves her and cares for her. He always has to know where his baby is, and is the first to tell me "You need to feed my baby" when Aubrey starts to cry.
Let me just take a deep breathe and adjust to my new normal