Hi friends! So here I sit with a rare daytime moment to do something other than feed or rock my precious baby boy. And since I’m hellbent on documenting as much of this new mommy thing as possible, I thought I’d check in! As one of my good friends said, this is as good of a baby book as I could ask for!
Over the past 3 and a half weeks, I have learned SO much. Good lord. Who would’ve thought? I knew mommyhood would be a challenge but I never realized to what extent. So here are some ramblings and reflections I’ve come across as of late.
- Breastfeeding. Holy hell (and sorry for the TMI in advance, feel free to skip right on ahead if this isn’t your thing). So, first of all, I never ever considered NOT breastfeeding my baby after he was born. Blame it on my nursing background, but I am all too aware of the benefits breast milk can bring – to baby and mommy. And they are far too beneficial to ignore. Not to mention I have always wanted to nurse my baby and see it as bonding time between mother and baby. What I didn’t realize was just how labor intensive the entire process is. The feedings initially started off easy (even though I used a nipple shield by the hospital lactation consultant, which I eventually weaned off of). But it’s the frequency of feedings that have thrown me for a loop. It seems like every time I turn around, it’s time to feed him again. And if he doesn’t want to eat, my boobs feel like huge bags of rocks and I’m having to pump to relieve myself of the engorgement (it’s real). Right now, Emery eats on a q2-3hr schedule and when he’s napping, I’m typically pumping. This schedule is pretty standard from what I’ve read. Oh, and have I mentioned the sheer pain of it all (rips, tears, tugs,,, oy)? That’s a story for a whole different post, of which I’ll spare you. I just keep reminding myself that it’s all worth it. On that note, if you’d please excuse me for a few minutes,,,,
- Okay I’m back! Now, coming off the breastfeeding thing, I have to say that I’ve yet to nurse in public. And I’m perfectly okay with that. Emery has done wonderfully transitioning between breast and bottle, so that’s how we’ve been managing things when we’re out and about. Now, if I needed to nurse and didn’t have a bottle handy? Sure, I’ll do it. No problem. But I’m definitely not the type that will bare her upper body to the world. To my husband, sure. But not the random Target shoppers. I am fully accepting (and impressed!) by those mothers that are okay pulling out their boob in public, I’m just not one of them.
- Thank goodness for iPhone apps to keep me organized. I’ve been using Baby Connect to help track feedings, pumping, diaper changes and other various milestones since E’s been born. And let me tell you, it’s been a lifesaver. I can’t tell you how often I open this app during the course of the day. Mainly to see when he last ate. There is an awesome timer function so you can just press start at the beginning of the feeding and stop when you’re done. It’s also got a trending function to let you see the average time between feedings, how many times he’s eaten, etc. It’s an amazing tool and I highly recommend it to new mommys.
- So, babies basically have one method of communicating their needs: by crying. Some people say they can differentiate their baby’s cries (one means change my diaper, another means I’m tired, etc). I have yet to master that skill. Telepathy was never my strongest subject So at this point, everytime Emery cries I assume he’s hungry, which may or may not be the case. Luckily for him, I’ve got a full milk supply at all times. And thankfully for us, he’s not an overly fussy guy. I pray that he stays that way for a long time!
- Sleeping. I was recently given a book called ‘On Becoming Babywise” by one of my husband’s coworkers. It’s supposedly a great resource for teaching baby good sleep habits and this particular woman swears by it. I can see just HOW important this subject is, even after only 3 weeks of living it. I have yet to really open the book (darn newborn), but it’s high on my to-do list. Sleep habits are definitely a learned skill, so I want to be cognizant of teaching our little one “the right way.” Having said that, he’s still a newborn, and we are all he’s got to depend on. So for now my expectations are low for either of us sleeping through the night anytime soon
- Hormones are the REAL DEAL. Honestly, I didn’t find myself to be particularly hormonal while I was pregnant. Sure I had my moments of tearfulness as well as those of pure situational anger. But overall I was pretty even keel. However, AFTER Emery was born was when I really noticed the surge. It was first made evident when my parents left after spending a week and a half at our house. I was a basketcase. Thank goodness the baby behaved during those 24-36 hours because I could barely hold it together enough to change his diaper without breaking down. When Mom came into town again last weekend, I was certainly teary after she left, but on a much smaller scale. Either I’m learning how to better manage my emotions or the hormones are being kept in check. Regardless, it’s been quite a ride.
- Baby boy clothes are the cutest things in the world. Some may disagree, but give me baby blue jeans, newsboy hats and elbow patches anyday. I melt.
- You never know who will surprise you with a sussy when you least expect it. Emery (and I) have received so many wonderful sussies over the past few weeks. And though technically, they are gifts given for a reason (Emery’s birth!), I’m constantly thrown off guard by their arrival. Mainly because they’ve come in from some people I least expect. Even our neighbors (who we’ve sadly never officially met) brought over a gift and a bottle of wine the other day. We are just so grateful for all the thoughtfulness around us and couldn’t feel more blessed.
Well, that’s about it for now. I’ve got Emery slung over my shoulder but he’s starting to stir. Plus my coffee is cold, and my boobs hurt. So it’s time for me to go! Thanks for letting me ramble. I’ll leave you with a few pics from this past week. Prepare your ovaries
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