Saturday, March 27, 2010

8 weeks old!

After the first week I looked at my husband and asked him how many years he felt older from the beginning of the week. Now things are definitely more manageable and a pattern is starting to set in and I don't feel quite as old as I did 7 weeks ago.

We have finally gotten away from eating 24/7 and now I can actually get him to take a break from feeding, but he still likes to cluster feed for a few hours a couple times a day. And he's spitting up less! OH HAPPY DAY!

And the sleeping is much better. I'm getting nearly 6 hours a night and I can function somewhat decently on that. And he's gotten much better about sleeping when I put him down. He was decent at this at night, but I can finally put him in his bouncy seat during the day now too. I love holding and cuddling him, but there is a point when I really need to put him down and have him keep sleeping so that I can do things like shower and eat and such.

He's growing like a weed. I'm really proud of my robust and healthy boy, but he's just growing so quickly! At 4 weeks he was wearing 6 month clothes and I washed up the 9 month clothes I have this week because a lot of the 6 month stuff isn't working anymore. I have so many cute things he's never worn.

Something is still new everyday, but I get sad and miss some of the things he doesn't do anymore. He used to make this cute little face where it looked like he was saying "Oh," and I haven't seen it in a while and never got a picture of it. It was my favorite. But he's smiling more and those are wonderful too. And he likes to touch things and feel them while he's nursing now and it's just adorable (like the fabric of my shirt or the underside of my breast).

Anyhow, pictures.

He fell asleep on the changing table. Oh to sleep like a baby. And that shirt, the first and last time he will wear it... I think it's too small already.


Ok, I know, visual TMI, but he's just so sweet. See his little hand and his chubby little wrist? This was worth the bleeding nipples.


And he loves bath time... he just doesn't like after bath time when he's cold and wet and has to get dressed. Neither do I.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

The things that excite me these days

I pumped a 5oz bottle out of 1 breast in about 7 mins. And I could have pumped more, but my bottle only holds 5oz. Yes, my new life goal has been achieved. I took a picture but decided not to post it... I realize not everyone gets as excited about this stuff as me.

Actually, I think I have a bit of an over supply issue. The poor kid chokes a lot cause I flood him. And I often spray breast milk all over him and drench us both. There are milk dribbles all over my couch.

I know oversupply isn't necessarily a bad problem to have but I do feel bad when the poor kid is choking on it. So I'm trying to make a concerted effort to pump off more during the day so that my breasts aren't as full.

And on the bright side, I feel like I have enough frozen milk to get him through the first day or two of day care while I'm still figuring out pumping at work. Heck, I could even get out of the house and leave him with DH for awhile and maybe get my hair cut or buy pants that fit or something else I've been neglecting.

Anyhow, after all the problems I had breastfeeding the first couple of weeks, I never would have guess it would be going this well now. I have a lot of anxiety about going back to work, but at least this shouldn't be a problem for us.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

He slept through the night!

Well, sorta.

I have seen several other bloggers post about "dream feeding" recently and had written it off since I didn't think it would be possible to do that while breastfeeding... I mean with a bottle you just bend over the crib and plug it in, right? But breastfeeding, you have to pick him up and position him and put him back down (this is where we normally fail).

Normally I try to get him to go down around 9 but I'm not usually successful until 10 or 10:30 and then he wakes or at least starts stirring around 1... usually I get him up, change him and feed him and it usually takes 45 minutes or an hour to get him back to sleep. And he's only been taking one breast at night these days so I often pump too before I get to go back to bed. Then he's back up at 5.

So last night was bath night and he became TERRIBLY fussy after it, terribly. Finally I swaddled him around 9pm (I don't like to swaddle him too early so that he will sleep until at least 1). The swaddle worked better than it normally does and he was down by 9:20.

Then I heard him stirring a little after one and debated my options... wake/change/feed, pump and wait for him to wake on his own, try dream feeding.

First I was going to leave him for awhile and went ahead and pumped. But after I finished curiosity got the better of me and I picked him up and stuck him on me and he latched, no problem. Actually, he latched better than he normally does awake.

He finished. I patted him for while hoping for a burp (which I almost never get at night) but I did get a little spit up so I figured that was good enough and laid him back down, and hallelujah, he was still sleeping.

I went to bed and heard him stirring. I was terrified that he would wake up and not realize that he'd been fed and scream and I'd be all out of milk, but he slept, all the way to 5:30.

Victory.

I'm definitely trying that again.

(And his diaper lasted all night too. We've never tried all night before. Another victory!)

Friday, March 12, 2010

Not cool

One of my bosses called me the other day to see if I could come in this week for a staff meeting. Um, no. I don't exactly have child care started yet, and, um I think it was a little of bold of him to ask that.

So instead, him and another of my bosses setup a time for them to call me and fill me in. And my boss wanted to send me some stuff to look at ahead of time so I told him he could send it to my personal email since it's easier for me to check it than my work email.

I was able to check my email right before they were suppose to call and it was 16 freakin pages long... and it's an assignment and I'm supposed to have it done before the end of the month!

And it was a miracle that I was able to get Michael to take a nap right then... I mean a miracle. This kid doesn't sleep.

So my boss called me about 5 minutes after he said he would for the conference call and let me know that the other boss got hung up and can't make it and he wants to reschedule! Figures knowing him.

I'm pissed because it really was a burden for me to get everything in order just to take the call and they cancelled. And now I have to do it again.

But what is really not cool is that my boss is now forwarding a bunch of stuff to my home email. I'm not reading that crap. I'm on leave. I'm technically disabled until I get a drs note clearing me. Oh, and their is this little matter of getting paid.

I sincerely hope the next time they call M takes an audible dump during the call and I have to bail on them.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Birth Story

I've had most of the birth story written up for awhile, but made it my goal to finish it today.

I love that blogger has made it possible to make pages now, so I put it on the Michael Louis page.

Fair warning, it's really, really long... even for me.

So if anyone would be interested in the unabridged version of it feel free to read whenever.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

The state of things

We just got through a grueling weekend that now looking back, I'm pretty darn sure was a growth spurt. He's hit all of his growth spurts early so far, so my guess is that this was the 6 week one. During these, he literally nurses 24 hours a day, almost non-stop. Neither of us sleep and my boobs suffer greatly. It was so bad Sunday night that I was worried he was going to do some serious damage to my nipples so I gave him 2oz of formula and he inhaled it... so I gave him 2 more and the same thing. Then I nursed him even more immediately after it.

I seriously thought I was losing my mind during this one. Luckily my husband was around to witness it and he couldn't believe it either.

Yesterday and today we are much better.

And last night we decided to weigh him on the Wii, because when he eats that much it messes with us. Is he getting enough? Is this my fault? Can I not feed my baby?

The Wii kept saying he was just over 12lbs. We couldn't believe it so we weighed the cats and they were right on. Then we got out the spring scale and it said 12lbs too. Now his diaper and gown were just under a half pound (identical diaper and and gown weighed separately on the kitchen scale), so he's probably just over 11.5 lbs. To put that in perspective, he weighed 9lbs, 1.5oz two weeks ago on the 15th. He has gained approximately 2.5 lbs in 2 weeks. Holy shit. Yeah, I think he's getting enough milk. I think this makes my husband appreciate my boobs and what I've been doing a lot more.

But this morning it seemed like my milk supply was severely reduced. I was baffled. The 4oz of supplement shouldn't have done anything, my supply should have increased if anything after all of that nursing. I wondered if this could be due to something else....

Perhaps it's related to the fertile CM I saw last night. Yes, I think I may have ovulated. Seriously. (This is first time in my life that I'm not excited about this.)

So I googled and apparently some women do have supply drops from ovulation until ~CD2. So, note to self: Be Prepared ~2 weeks from now.

And I actually did start fenugreek after the whole pumping thing because I think that hurt my supply somewhat (well, the right side seemed to drop, but the left side increased). I don't know if it's doing anything for me or not but now it looks like I need to get some extra calcium in.

So the state of thing is that my baby is gaining weight faster than he did in the womb and I appear to be mid cycle. Crazy.