It really is getting better. There are still moments, but they are fewer and further between. Yesterday was our first day all alone and it went beautifully. We went to gymnastics, came home & had a quick lunch, then back out again for a pediatrician's appt. We made to everything more or less on time. We got home absolutely exhausted, but we made it! I even got to doze on the couch a little while Dillon played in the living room. She'd wake me up occasionally to ask questions, but mostly she let me rest.
The good news from the pedi appt- no more thrush! Yeah!!! I felt like it was the case, but wanted another set of eyes to confirm this. I'm so relieved. She now weighs 8 lbs 15 oz, which is an almost 30% increase in her birth weight. She's turning into such a wonderful little chub! Of course we'd all gain weight like this if we drank the equivilent of several ounces of cream every 2 hours or so around the clock! :) She is starting to smile a little, too, which we all love, but particularly Dillon.
I feel like I can breathe out a little. It's going to be OK.