Days four and five have been extremely tiring, and we're both exhausted. Little Eliza has gotten around to being hungry pretty much all the time, which is a contrast to the first couple of days when she was just content to sleep (due to having a full tummy at birth). It's been a long couple of days for Mother and Daughter to learn how to feed properly, but, with the help of a wonderful "lactation consultant", we're slowly getting there.
Dzung's Auntie visited us in hospital, taking two trains and a bus from Cabramatta to stay with us, and chide me for not keeping Dzung rugged up. We shudder to think what she'd say if she witnessed the lengthy "skin to skin" sessions that are a prelude to feeding. Auntie also bought some wonderful food: porridge, soup, meat and vegetables, which we both devoured. Hospital food deserves its bad reputation!
In the photo you can see a very happy Dzung digging into a meal of sashimi and beef takaki (thinly sliced blue beef in a vinegar sauce), two foods that she's been dying to have these last nine months. With the brie, pate and salami that I brought to her in hospital, that leaves oysters. We'll try them in the next couple of days, I'm sure.
The other thing to notice in the photo is that we're now home. What a great relief to be in our own place, after going a bit stir-crazy after five days in the hospital. However, it's also a bit scary, because we need to tend to Eliza around the clock without midwives on hand to show us the ropes, and to take over when we're exhausted. It should be an interesting few weeks before we settle down into a rhythm, and before Dzung's parents come over to help us with some of hte chores.
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