Sunday we ventured out for our first time eating at a restaurant since McKenna's arrival. I was a little uptight, worried about her crying while we were there. Sure enough just as we order food she started crying. We tried givng her a paci which she refused, but I knew she was hungry. I took her back to the car to nurse and had food waiting when we got back. I also had Kevin have a beer waiting for me too ;-) First one for 10+ months.
After dinner we took a walk around (there was a block party in the plaza going on for St. Patrick's Day) and we got our first taste of people's reactions to her. Everyone wanted to see her, and it seemed like everyone had to turn around to look at her as we passed. Luckily I didn't have to smack any unassuming hands.
Overall, I survived! It's a very freeing feeling to know that we can be out for extended periods of time. I knew we could, I was just scared to actually do it.
We didn't do much for this little one's First St. Paddy's Day. I've been warned of the 6 week growth spurt and it seemed to be showing itself yesterday... Eat, Sleep, Eat, Sleep. And if I tried to put her down to sleep she shrieked until I picked her up again to which she would fall immediately back asleep. AKA I did not had 2 free hands all day. This pretty much sums up my St. Paddy's Day:
I put her in the Boba for a bit, but we both get so freakin' hot in that thing. It's not an all day babywearer.
In the morning time was a rousing adventure in her playmat.
Zonked.
And of course she needed to dress accordingly.
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