Elizabeth slept from 10.50 last night until 6am this morning! Could not believe it! Husband wasn't overly impressed and got ready for work at 6am, not appreciating the magnitude of Elizabeth's sleeping feat. She fed in bed, had her nappy changed then slept again for two and a half hours enabling me to get some breakfast (learned the lesson of yesterday when I barely had time to eat and wondered if it had affected my milk supply... but then there are so many variables it is impossible to isolate THE one that causes a 'feeding frenzy'). Put the nappies in the washing machine, then went back to bed and launched into reading the books I'd borrowed from the library yesterday while listening to the Breakfast Show on Radio FiveLive.
Realised that Elizabeth usually feeds for quite a long time, and this might indicate a problem latching on. When she woke up again at 9.45 I attended to this carefully and sure enough she fed for 15 minutes then seemed satisfied and came off the breast by herself. Feeling super-happy about this I changed her nappy and decided to allow her some time without her nappy on to kick her legs on the changing mat. Brought the mat with her on it into the bathroom so that I could get on with some cleaning while she kicked her legs and listened to the music that I was playing from the computer.
Got the fright of my life when I reached into the cupboard for the Windowlene and moved her changing mat to get the door open. Sprayed the Windowlene to clean the mirror, and dropped it in horror as Elizabeth emitted an ear-piercing scream. In panic I lifted her up and held her, thinking she had some terrible allergy to the spray, then realised what I had done. In moving her changing mat I'd placed her too close to the radiator which was hot, and she'd obviously burned her leg on the radiator. Felt awful. Panicking that I'd have to take her to A&E or call an ambulance I instinctively dunked her leg under the cold tap. Thought about it. She wouldn't have had her leg pressed against the hot radiator. As soon as she felt the pain she would have moved her leg. She'd had a nasty shock, but there didn't seem to be any damage done. I felt incredibly guilty, but resolved to learn from my mistake and be more careful in future.
She slept and fed much better for the rest of the afternoon, and I continued my reading about latching on and more effective breast feeding.
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