For Goodness' Sake!

Yesterday afternoon was TERRIBLE! Zeke didn't sleep from the time of my last post until he finally dropped off for the night around 11pm. This wouldn't be a big deal except that he started screaming to eat within 15 minutes of finishing his previous feeding. I ended up calling Adam in tears asking him to come home as soon as possible, and he got home just a few minutes after five. As soon as Zeke was finished eating Adam took him so I could get a shower. It was GLORIOUS.

Unfortunately, Zeke continued this pattern well into the evening. Then, all of a sudden at 11, he just fell asleep and slept until 7am. Go figure.

Today has been MUCH better. He just woke up from a two-hour nap and is much less cranky than yesterday, plus I got a few things done around the house. Here's hoping for a good afternoon...

Not a Magician

So sorry, but I simply cannot feed you again ten minutes after you finish eating. I don't know what else you might want, since all your signals are saying "food" and there's nothing wrong with you, but there's no way you're actually eating anything when you nurse that often. It's impossible for me to magically produce more milk in ten minutes. NOT POSSIBLE, so stop screaming at me. What you really need is a nap, and what I really need is a shower.

Month #1 = CHECK

Today Zeke is one month old! We had a really rough night, so it's appropriate that today is making up for it (up from 3:30 to 6:30am and far too exhausted to go to church). We had a nice, quiet day at home, me working on household stuff and nursing while Adam worked on the 4Runner motor, and Adam's family came out for dinner around 5:30. It was the first full, real meal I've cooked since we came home from the hospital, and it was darn good if I say so myself.

He doesn't look too excited to be a month old...

Hello, Blogosphere!

I never really intended to start blogging, but now that I'm home all day, frankly, I need something to do besides watch movies and nurse my son. So, as an introduction, here are some tidbits about our family.

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Wilfongs

. Christ-followers . Residents of "The Neck" . Animal lovers . Clutterbugs of varying intensity .

TV shunners / Netflix subscribers .

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Adam

. Husband . Daddy . Age 26 . Fairfax-born . Annandale/Winchester-raised . 4x4 enthusiast . Old vehicle and parts collector . Fixer of all things . Mountain Dew drinker . Griller extraordinaire . Eagle Scout . Magazine reader . Eclectic music listener .

Amy

. Wife . Mommy . Age 26 . Charlottesville-born . Winchester-raised . Musician . Teacher . Decorator . Scrapbooker . Book lover . Diet root beer drinker . Head chef . Chris Tomlin fan . Cloth diaper enthusiast .

Zeke

. Son . Sleep connoisseur . Milk drinker . Cloth diaper wearer . Starer at nothing .

Frank

. Dog . Walnut chaser . Cat threatener . Hairbrush chewer .

Bella

. Cat . Ice princess . Annoying meow-er . Free-er of imprisoned water .

Samson

. Dog in cat's clothing . Cuddler . Pimp-hand giver . Frank-denier .