Has it been a week already?

Fatherhood has not driven me so crazy that I've forgotten to write down my thoughts, but the sheer lack of sleep that is coming at night and my uncanny ability to not sleep while Amelia Jane is sleeping is about to make me like the Desert Fathers. You remember the stories from CH where we talked about their visions and how they were all insane from not sleeping and not eating, right?

This first week as a dad has gone by incredibly quickly. Lia's little cheeks are puffing out from all of her "nourishment", and I'm pretty sure she's a bottomless pit when it comes to nursing. I have never seen a child eat so much, and when she is through nursing she looks like a fat kid with ice cream running down his chin. However, I digress.

We (Erin and I) have already begun to fall into roles of who does what when it comes to taking care of Lia. I usually change the diapers, and she usually nurses. There have been a few times, though, when Lia attaches herself to me and just goes to town. I have to break the "suction" and hand her to Erin before she gets too angry. The lactation consultant that crying is a late indication of hunger. If I can get her off of me and onto Erin quickly, we normally avoid the crying altogether.

I'm having a difficult time telling if we have any kind of schedule yet, but after Erin's mom leaves we are really going to have to figure something out. If I don't start getting some sleep soon, I don't know what's going to happen.

I'll try to be back soon with more thoughts and some pictures to share of our first week as parents. Thanks to all of you out there who are actually interested in these ramblings! I noticed that I haven't gone back to tell about about the actual labor yet from the first post; I might have blocked all of that out!