Recovering from surgery has been as expected. Lots of crying, little sleep and little appetite. Thankfully my parents have been here to help absorb all of the chaos.
Most of the time she is not interested in eating or nursing (ouch for me!). Her appetite usually decides to show up around 1:00am. That is when she wants the three course meal, complete with a warm roll.
When the bandages came off, she finally began to resemble her old self again. But the hair….it was a problem. We certainly did tip the surgeon enough to do a better shave job. Her hair only covered the top and back of her head leaving us no choose but to shave it all off.
It all had to go. Here is to nine months of baby hair. Gone.
Fortunately, hats are in right now.