One week down! We made it, Olivia!

Happy Birthday, Olivia! One week old!
So far the sleep thing has been manageable. Since John decided to stay home, I get some sleep after the morning feed. This means that I don't get out of bed until 10:30am, but I'll take what I can get and it gets me through. I planned on sleeping when the baby sleeps, as recommended. But it is amazing how the day goes by and I haven't gotten one nap in. So, I start the day with it. As long as I sleep some, I still feel human.
I am starting to feel better "down there" too. I found that a heating pad on the low back takes the pressure off. I tried a bath, but that only made me feel good for as long as I was in the water. If I could permanently be in a bathtub until I heal...well, let's get back to the real world.
Olivia has been sleeping all day and is wide awake just when I am ready to pass out at night. But, she is so cute, I don't mind pushing through until my morning nap. I sometimes get a stretch between 2am and 6am where we both sleep. I wake up with, what I imagine, a bad boob job to feel like. Then, I send John to change Olivia while I do my bathroom ritual and then we are both ready for the early morning feed.
Olivia has taken to go back to sleep during the feedings. It is hard work for the little babe. But, I am worried that she'll not get enough and/or have to feed more often. So far the 2-3 hour schedule has worked out.
Olivia also survived her first sponge bath the other day. John and I combined forces to get her all cleaned up. I don't think she was dirty, but it's something to check off the list during the first week. Her umbilical cord is still hanging on for dear life, so we can't immerse her in water yet. I can't wait to start that ritual. I look forward to the time together with her.
My new "crack" is to have tummy time with her skin to skin. I do it after each feed. I tell ya, there is nothing better in this world. She even seems to be able to move her own head around a little, so I feel like this is helping her grow strength...win, win all around.
Screw baby music. I have been playing gipsyland lately. It was the music from the video in the previous video I posted. This girl is going to have rhythm...I hope.
The cat has been totally neglected. Matilda actually is coming to me to be pet. She usually makes me work for her affection, but now that I am otherwise occupied, she feels she has to make an effort. I feel bad that I can't give her too much attention. It seems I am always feeding or doing the bathroom ritual or getting my tummy time fix. She seems to be scared of Olivia. Like she has no idea what she is. She literally looks confused when she sees Olivia on our lap. Poor little blighter, as John would say. Matilda has even been spending the nights downstairs where she used to be in bed with us. We haven't kicked her out. She has inflicted this upon herself. I wonder if cats have an innate understanding that they should stay away from the baby for safety reasons...or she's just mad at us for replacing her...
Back to my baby.