My new life is pretty awesome.

Anya and I are settling into our new life together nicely. She has decided to show her fussy side a few times in the past 24 hours, but I think she has just finally worked all of the drugs I was given during labor out of her system. She was kind of lethargic the first couple of days. She is eating wonderfully, and we're starting to get into a bit of a routine with it. I'm getting at least one good 4 to 5 hour chunk of sleep at night so I'm lucky in that respect. She's a well behaved baby, and she's so adorable that any fussiness she may have is completely forgotten once I'm holding her and she's grasping my fingers in her tiny little hands as if to say, "I just wanted you to hold me." It's an amazing feeling.

She had her first routine appointment with the pediatrician this morning. She did not like the cold or the poking and prodding, but she is healthy. When we left the hospital she had dropped to 6 pounds even, and now she is down to 5 pounds 12 ounces. We ran a few errands after the appointment, and everyone who came into contact with her commented on how tiny she is. But all that matters to me is that she's still within the normal percentiles and has no medical problems. People were kind of amazed that I was able to be out and about so cheerfully when they heard she is only 3 days old. I suppose I am bouncing back pretty quickly from labor and delivery. I'm not allowed to lift anything heavier than Anya for the next 6 weeks or do any intense exercise, but otherwise I'm pretty much back to normal already. I'm proud of myself.

It's kind of hard to believe that this part of my life is actually happening already. All of those months of pregnancy and impatience to just get here already, and now I will be moving 8 hours away with my newborn baby in two weeks. I'm looking forward to having her nursery set up and enjoying our modern furniture in a space that is all our own. But I also know it's going to be tough after having my family to help for the next little while. My parents give me a chance to take a shower or use the bathroom when I need it now, but I'll have to figure out a way to do it on my own once I'm moved. Should be interesting. I intend to put Anya in her swing or Pack 'N' Play in the bathroom when I'm in the shower, but on mornings like today I can't put her down because she's too fussy and would just scream her head off. I handed her over to Mom so I could get ready to head out the door for her appointment on time. But I guess I'll figure it all out in time.