One Week(rewritten)

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CHAPTER 3

VIOLET P.O.V

Violet was now a week old and I was feeling much better. Thankfully Beau was nice enough to host Christmas so we all went there. Ryder didn't get many presents which I was so thankful for because we didn't need any more baby things in our house. 

Daniel was a little upset about it until I explained to him that we didn't need anything and she was a week old. It wasn't like she was going to be able to play with any of the gifts she got. 

We would be having our own separate Christmas just Daniel and I. We each bought each other a few gifts and "Santa" was also coming. It would be nice to to spend a little time with just Daniel and the baby. 

Although having Daniel's family here was amazing and I appreciated all of their help, we needed to start taking care of the baby alone so that we could be used to it. For the first few days of her life it was difficult for me to get out of bed so I hadn't really changed any of her diapers. 

Daniel's family had decided that it would be best for them to stay at a hotel during the night so that at least we could get used to waking up during the night to take care of her. 

Although I was nervous about our first night alone with her, I was excited. For the first week Daniel took care of her during the nights but I think I was finally able to do it myself. I wasn't breastfeeding so we would probably eventually take turns on who got up with her during the night. 

I put her to bed around 9pm and got into bed with Daniel. We had decided to keep the things to make a bottle in our room so that as soon as she woke up and began to fuss, we could make the bottle and bring it to her. I looked forward to getting to feed and rock her back to sleep. I hadn't been on my own with her yet. 

Around 1am her cry came through the baby monitor that I had next to my head. I slowly got up and turned on my bedside table lamp to make a bottle. I wobbled down the hall to her room. I gently picked her up before sitting in the rocking chair and feeding her. She calmed down as soon as she was fed. 

I changed her diaper and burped her when she was done with her feed. I rocked her for another few minutes before she was fully asleep and I was able to go back to bed. From day one Daniel and I agreed that she should sleep in her own crib. As much as I wanted to try co-sleeping, when you're exhausted and moving in your sleep, you would never know what could happen. 

Daniel was a heavy sleeper and I didn't want something to happen during the night. We both agreed that it would be safer for her to be in her own crib. 

We also didn't want her to get attached to sleeping in our room. We wanted her to be able to sleep in her own bed once she was a toddler. Jai let his kids sleep in his bed and now they won't sleep in their own bed. I liked my space and I liked my sleep. I loved my child but I felt we would all sleep better if we were in our own beds. 

It was nearly 2:30 by the time I was finished the feed and was able to go back to sleep. I felt that I had gotten a decent amount of sleep. She probably wouldn't be up to feed until 5 or 6. I would have plenty more time to rest. 

Ryder slept until 6 and was fussing in her crib. I got up with her and let Daniel sleep. He deserved it. I brought her downstairs for the feed and then placed her in the swing so that I could make breakfast. 

She pretty much sleeps, poops, and eats. So far it was rather boring being a mom. I loved being a mom though. I loved waking up to her every single day. She was the light of my life and I wanted nothing more than to take care of her and to raise her into a wonderful little girl. 

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