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Monday, August 29, 2011

Lots of Fingerprints

Our floor is covered with fingerprints (and knee-prints) too!


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The poor cat just couldn't get away.

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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Wordless Wednesday




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Saturday, August 20, 2011

The End of the Breast



Since discovering that I am starving my child (a self-diagnosis), The Babe has been getting formula supplement in addition to solids and breast feeding.  I'm feeling mixed emotions about this.  I'm happy that he's getting the nourishment that he needs.  I'm sad that I can no longer supply that nourishment.  

The strange thing is that I actually had never planned to breast feed at all.  The intellectual part of me knows that "breast is best", the physical part of me would cringe at the thought of it.  Hubby really wanted me to breast feed (and of course the doctors pushed it as well).  I agreed to give it a try, Hubby agreed that if I was not happy with it, then I could stop.  It turns out the only problem that I had was a supply issue.  It took 5 (yes, 5) days for my milk to come in, and I was always worried that I never had enough.

From the moment he was born The Babe had a great latch.  Breast feeding didn't feel bad at all.  It was (and still is) a special time for us to bond.  I still nurse him to sleep every night.  

But as good as it is, there can be some drawbacks as well.  Whenever I would leave the Babe with Hubby to go run errands or something, I always had to watch the clock.  I had to be back to feed him.  Since I never had a ton of supply that also meant that I rarely had to pump; not pumping means no expressed milk to freeze.

I never had a plan on how long I would breast feed.  Some moms say 3 months, others 6, others longer.  I know that I was not going to be one of those moms who lets their kid lift up their shirt.  I said that as soon as I got bit, it was over.  I figured if we lasted 6 months that was great.  

Now that I've begun to supplement it seems to be the Babe's favourite new food.  Just last week his favourite foods were sweet potato puffs and pears.  Now he will ignore those and squeal with delight when he sees a bottle.  The past 2 days he's rarely eaten any solids at all. (I'm not worried about that, I know he's getting all of the nutrients that he needs).

I'm hoping this week to establish a better routine around the bottle.  Whether that be to nurse then supplement after or to nurse one feeding and supplement the next.  I'm sure we'll figure something out.  I'm not planning to totally give up on nursing.  I'm not ready to give up our special time together just yet.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Wordless Wednesday - For all of my Infertile Friends

I already shared the link on my Twitter feed, but this was too good to pass up!




I Think I've Been Starving My Child!

When Nathan was first born we supplemented his diet with formula.  My breastmilk was taking its sweet time to come in.  I was induced 2 weeks early because they were concerned for his small size, so we needed to feed this boy!  I think we supplemented him for about 2 weeks and then that was it.  He was nursing well and seemed satisfied, and he's been exclusively breastfed ever since.

I started him on solids at 4 months and now he's up to 3 meals of solids a day.  Plus, I still breastfeed him on demand.  He's a happy baby and rarely complains.  But he's still small.  He's at the bottom of the charts for weight.  I haven't been too concerned about it because he is so happy and he is meeting all of the developmental milestones.

So fast forward to August.  I have been toying with the idea of weaning him in September.  Whether I want to face it or not, I will probably have to go back to work when my maternity leave is up (come on lottery!).  So I started to mix his oatmeal with formula to get him used to the taste.  No dice - he would not eat it!  This boy does not like formula.

But Nathan loves water.  More specifically, Nathan loves to drink water out of his cup with a straw.  So I mixed a very watered down formula in there, and he started to drink it.  I slowly brought the concentration up and no problems.  The other day I mixed him a bottle of formula and he guzzled it down.

So this morning he wakes up at the un-godly hour of 6:30 am. I went into his room and nursed him and, since he was still awake but I wasn't, I brought him back to our bed.  After letting play for a bit, I nursed him again hoping he would go back to sleep.  After it was clear that he would not, I relented and we got up.  

In the kitchen I made him his oatmeal and added some pears (his favourite food).  He only ate a couple of bites, which was strange.  After a while I decided to try some formula.  As soon as he saw me grab the bottle he got really excited.  So basically within an hour of waking and 2 nursing sessions, my son drank an additional 4 ounces of formula.

So now I feel bad.  Since he never really complained about being hungry I assumed that he was happy.  Now I wonder if he ever truly felt full?  Or maybe my milk supply has dropped recently?  Either way it looks like he will be weaned by September.  Hopefully he'll put on a bit of weight too.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Seriously??

As seen in the Bay:




At least it was in the clearance bin.

- Posted from my iPhone

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