Day 3 - 4:00 am Feeding! Ugh!

The orphanage told us that Amelia needs a 4:00 am feeding. Well, holy crap, she sure remembered that she needed to be fed. At exactly 4:02 am we awoke to a combination of a blood curdling scream and a coughing fit.

The baby is slightly congested so she tends to have coughing fits when she wakes up. Combine that with the fact that she was starving, Oh man, what a ruckus!

All I can say is, the 4:00 am feeding is just like I remembered it. It sucked!

I immediately jumped up and hit the ceiling. Scooped up this baby who sounded like she couldn't breath. But of course I was just panicking. Linda followed us into the kitchen area and while I paced up and down, she got the formula together. Well, that five minutes of prep time, seemed to last forever. I was already exhausted by the time Linda handed me the bottle.

Once I sat down and got comfy, all the while Amelia is screaming at the top of her lungs, I started to feel relaxed with the whole thing. This is the point that it finally hit home for me.

4:10 am, crying baby in my arms, looking to me to feed her. Her big round, tear filled eyes, staring at me. Asking me to take care of her. This is the point that it hits me, there is no going back now. I can almost see her walking down the aisle already.

Giving her that bottle, she slurpped at it like there was no tomorrow. After about 5 minutes she needed a burping, and man did she let some good ones go. I thought for sure she drank half the bottle. But she only drank one ounce, and she was done eating at thaat point. But she was wide awake and ready to go.

That was Linda's point to say good night again, and she disappeared and left me and Amelia alone.

Amelia and I walked up and down that hotel room about a million times. After about 45 minutes she started getting cranky.
I tried giving her the rest of the bottle, but it wasn't warm enough. At which point we start the whole ruckus over again.

I have the baby in one arm, trying to reheat the formula with the other. It only took a couple of minutes back in the hot water to get it to be drinkable again. But to Amelia it must've felt like ten hours.

Again, she starts slurpping that thing down so fast, she actually gets sweaty on her forehead when she eats.
After about 5 minutes she is unconscience and back in dream land. I cautiously get her back in her crib and tuck her in with her little blanky.

I notice it is 5:10 am and everybody is now sleeping soundly. I say to myself this would be a perfect time to get a workout in.
Well, that was the last thought that I had as I lay back down in my bed until James jumped on my at 8:20 am to get the day started.

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The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. We had breakfast in our room. James played with his guys for awhile. We played candyland about a gazillion times.
We went down to the pool around 11:30 and James and I went swimming for about an hour.
Around 12:30 we came back up stairs and had lunch.

James had to do his homework today.

Here is the view to the left from one of our windows and here is the view to the right.

I wanted to include this image in yesterdays post, but forgot. It is the first time James got to hold Amelia for the first time.

Tonight we went down to dinner and right before we exited the building we spotted MOTHRA. Gotta love the South American jungle life.

And finally, here is how the day ended. James and Amelia sleeping soundly around 9:00 this evening.

So until tomorrow I bid you all a good night.