My Bony Boys

A friend of mine gave Zachary an adorable sleeper set from O.ld N.avy. So...I couldn't resist a photo op with our other "baby" Charlie:

2 Months!

They all tell you ahead of time that it goes by so fast and before you know it, they're leaving for college. Well, okay, so we're not there yet, but what they've said has held true for the first two months!

Recently, Zachary:

Has been sucking on his fist non-stop! I think he might be trying to isolate his thumb, but even if he isn't, it's pretty darn cute!

Stares at us and his toys, which then prompts some darn great smiles. We LOVE seeing this! His favorite spot now is on his play mat. He coos and "talks" to his animal friends hanging above.

Still wakes up twice during the night to eat, but his first stretch of sleep has increased to 4.5 hours. This is heaven for me...and I never thought I'd find myself saying that 3.5 hours of sleep is "heaven'!!

Went a record 5 days without pooping. Yes, I had a mild freak-out, but the doctor and everyone else said that this is pretty common in breastfed babies. What I want to know is why none of the books mention it and Dr. Google is mum about something so common? Oh well. He pooped yesterday and I am STILL doing my happy dance! I've never before been so happy to change a dirty diaper.

Has a bit of baby eczema which we are treating with special lotion. Another "common" thing that nobody mentions. Huh.

Loves looking at lights. He is fascinated by the lights in the house and with all screens (TV, Computer, phone).

Is awake A LOT more than he was a month ago! This means I am constantly looking for ways to entertain and stimulate him. I absolutely love the times when he's awake, alert, and wanting to interact with me. It's unreal.

Still sleeps in the bassinet next to our bed. We figure he won't be moving out until he sleeps consistently through the night. It's just so convenient to reach over for him at 2 am and feed him in bed.

Is now up two pounds from his birth weight. We will find out his length next week at the doctor's, but I suspect he has grown quite a bit. He's long!

Is wearing all 0-3 month clothes except for 3-6 months in the O.ld Na.vy brand (they run small!).

Loves being carried in the Baby Bjorn, and almost always falls asleep when placed in it. It's our go-to nap device when he just can't settle himself enough to fall asleep. I also love carrying him in it when we're out. It's so much easier than the cumbersome carseat/stroller combination.

Went on his first overnight road trip, which was a wild success! He visited some baby friends and has made a few new baby friends. He also attended his first Gym.boree class this week. He's a very busy baby.

Continues to be our special, happy little miracle!

The Ve.ry Hun.gry Caterp.illar

Warning: Some of you may find this to be TMI...but I'd like to share my experience in the hopes of educating and informing those who are planning to bf their kiddos. Of course, I realize everyone is different, but I think information is power! If you don't like words like "breast" or "nipple", your reading should stop here!

Okay. So here goes.

I did as much as humanly possible to prepare myself for breastfeeding. I read two books on the subject, interviewed all my mommy friends who bf'ed, and took the class offered by my hospital. M and I had many conversations about what kind of sacrifice it would be, but really it was never a question or a decision for us. As far back as I can remember, I knew I would breastfeed my children.

Many of my friends had success nursing their babes using nipple shields. I was, of course, intrigued by this because a few had told me they helped reduce the pain (i.e. cracked/blistered/bleeding nipples) associated with the first few weeks with the baby. Also, one of the books I read indicated, by way of diagrams and pictures, that I might be a good candidate for nipple shields due to the size and shape of my nipples. So I bought a nipple shield prior to giving birth. I tossed it in the diaper bag without even opening it, thinking I'd have it just in case.

As luck would have it, I delivered Zachary on a Saturday morning. At my out-of-date hospital, there aren't any lactation consultants staffed on weekends. Oh joy. So once the nurses brought me my little bundle my first request was to feed him. The post-partum nurse I had that day took one look at my nipples and said (in a less-than-enthusiastic voice), "Oooh." At first I was confused, but soon realized she was referring to my nipples. I suggested to her that I had a shield in my bag. She perked up and had me get it out. So here I am, thinking, "Problem solved!" Unfortunately, I DID have the cracked, bleeding nipples in the first two weeks anyway. Go figure. But my little Zachary sucked on that shield like a champ for 5 weeks and 5 days.

Until I started listening to my gut. Call it mother's intuition.

You see, my first clue was at his one-month pediatrician appointment. Z gained 13 ounces in 21 days (at one week he weighed 8 lbs 15 oz and exactly three weeks later he was a mere 9lbs 12 oz). When I saw the number on the scale, my heart sank and I almost started crying! Everything I'd read told me that on average babies gain an ounce a day. So of course, Zachary was waaaay behind. The wait between the scale and the doctor that day was excruciating! Thankfully, I had my mom with me to help me rationalize and calm down. When the doc came in, he stated that he was happy with Zachary's weight. When he saw the look of concern on my face, he showed me a graph demonstrating that Z had gained a pound and 6 ounces from his hospital weight in that month. Turns out, the doc was looking at the bigger picture. So I went with it.

My second clue was a daily struggle to feed the poor baby to his satisfaction. Every time I fed him he was STILL HUNGRY after finishing, and he wanted to nurse every 1.5-2 hours throughout the day. In addition, he was still waking up every 2-3 hours at night. I was literally a cow. Moo. All I did, all day long, was feed the baby. And he was STILL HUNGRY (and it wasn't cute like the Hungry Caterpillar either!).

Thirdly, I had two instances of blocked milk ducts. This, if you haven't experienced it, is extremely painful, and each time I went without sleep as I tried everything under the sun to clear them out. So...

I started googling, and read a few things that said that nipple shields can decrease your milk supply..or, rather, cause you to not stimulate enough supply. This, of course, being because the baby is sucking on the nipple and not the breast, which is what stimulates more milk. In addition, if the baby isn't able to drain the breasts in each feeding, the ducts become clogged, thus increasing the risk of mastitis. I started getting worried. I was convinced I needed to ditch the shields, but was scared as hell to do it on my own, and I didn't even know how to get a proper latch (as I was never shown how to do it!)...

...so I decided to take matters into my own hands.

I called a lactation consultant who runs her own business here in town. She had been recommended to me by a few moms I met at a new mom support group I attended at my hospital. This, as it turns out, is the best decision I HAVE EVER MADE.

I went in for my first consult on Wednesday, September 29. This was exactly a week after Z's one month appointment. The first thing she did was weigh him....and he showed up at 10 pounds. This was only up 4 ounces in 7 days! AAACK!! After a brief discussion about the shields, how I came to use them, etc., she looked at my nipples and told me there is no reason I should have to use a shield. She took ahold of Z, put him to my breast, and he latched on like a pro. And it didn't hurt! She told me that we needed to do some catch-up - and it would take some work on my part - but that it was possible for us both to learn this new way of feeding.

I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

The lactation consultant's recommendation to me (in order to get my supply to where it needs to be) was to rent a hospital-grade electric double breast pump. I was to pump 7 times a day after feeding Z without the shield. This would ensure my breasts were emptied each time and encourage more milk to be made. I was to feed everything I pumped back to Z within 24 hours...so I was basically feeding him at the breast, then pumping, then bottle-feeding him what was left (to "top him off"). What an ingenious plan!

Since then, Zachary has been steadily gaining an ounce a day. As of Tuesday, he weighed 10 lbs 13 oz. Now that my supply is increased and I am nursing without the shield, I am weaning myself from the pump (5 times a day and then 3 times a day, until I can be done with it for good!).

The best advice I can give is to listen to your gut. I can't stress enough to new moms that if you are nursing and things just don't seem right, don't ignore your intuition. The best thing I did was to call that consultant. What I left out of this story is the emotional turmoil I went through to get to where I am today. I had a many break-downs and MANY sleepless nights. The worst feeling in the world is not being able to feed your baby properly and not knowing how to fix it. I can't tell you how many times I wanted to drive to WalMart at 2 am to buy some formula and be done with it. This experience has given me a deeper understanding of how and why so many women quit. I think many of our hospitals are doing us a disservice by not training their nurses to teach new moms how to feed their babies!

It really doesn't matter how much preparation you do, it's tenacity and determination that will give you the best shot at establishing and keeping a good breastfeeding relationship with your baby.

Sorry this is so damn long!!!!

A year ago..

It's my 31st birthday today! 30 was a pretty great year (infinitely better than 28 and 29), and I have a sneaking suspicion 31 will be even better!

I had a wonderful, relaxing day with Z after a busy weekend of travel. We started out with our breastfeeding support group this morning and spent the afternoon relaxing around the house. M took us both out to dinner tonight, capping off a beautiful, wonderful day! It made me think about this time last year and this post. Last year I seemed to be in a pretty good place mentally, as I sat on the couch and made love to my neti pot. Little did I know then that this is where I'd be today. Kinda makes you not wanna give up on your hopes and prayers, eh?

I am working on a detailed post about my recent adventures in breastfeeding. I've been mum about many of my struggles, and am ready to come clean! But for now, I'm going to put my little guy to bed and enjoy the last few hours of my special day..

Oh yes, and a pic from the Stanford/USC game we went to on Saturday (Go Cardinal!):

CAN't wait.

It's funny how often throughout my life I've found myself saying "I can't wait until.."

.."I finish school!!"
.."I find the right guy."
.."I have a great job."
.."I'm married."
.."We can buy a house."
.."I'm pregnant."
.."I have this baby!"

I am now finding myself saying things like, "I can't wait until he smiles...or says 'Mama'....or walks....or can enjoy reading books with me."

But the truth of the matter is that I CAN wait. For the first time, I feel like I really want time to slow down! The first 5 weeks of Zachary's life have literally flown by, and I already want that time back. I want to look back on this time and be able to say I cherished every minute and every milestone! I want to revel in everything new in this little creature's life, and I don't want to be spending my time looking forward to what's coming next. I want to live in the moment that is now...because I know all those fun things will happen in time, but he'll never be this small again!

There's a really great song by Lone.star called Let Them Be Little, which I highly recommend listening to if you get a chance.

Zachary's one month appointment was last Wednesday. He weighed in at 9 lbs. 12 oz., which is up a pound and a half from the weight he was a few days after his birth. Doc says he's pleased with the growth. His large head is measuring in the 85th percentile and he has grown an inch and a half.

Breastfeeding is going well, but I gotta admit that it is hard work. We were forewarned that it is a huge commitment, but no word of advice truly prepared me for what I'd be giving up. It's a lot more sacrifice than pregnancy, in my opinion. Just sayin'.

4 weeks

At 4 weeks, Zachary:

Eats a lot! He is/has gone through a growth spurt, which sometimes means he's feeding every 1.5-2 hours throughout the day. While exhausting for me, I love that he's getting what he needs and letting me know when he needs more. I'm so glad to be able to provide it!

Has officially outgrown his newborn clothes. He fits pretty nicely into the 0-3m, but some are still a tad big. My little boy is growing up so fast!

In general, has two wakeful periods during the day. First thing in the morning after his first feeding, he loves to just hang out with me and look around. Again in the evening around dinner time, his eyes are wide open and he's just taking it all in.

Has given us a few nights with 4.5 hours between feedings. What a WONDERFUL thing this is!!!! M loves that when he is hungry, he will try to get his milk from anyone who is holding him...this means M's neck, chin, shoulder, etc. It's pretty darn cute!

Is still just doing the involuntary smiles, but they have definitely gotten more frequent. We are eagerly anticipating the real deal!

Loves to be carried in the Moby Wrap and Baby Bjorn.

Is still wearing newborn sized diapers...but as soon as we run out of what we have, we are moving up to size 1.

Doesn't cry in the bathtub. He LOVES the warm water. This amazes me, and I love this sweet, bonding time with him.

Screams when he's hungry, but doesn't make a peep for any other reason. Actually, that's not true. He grunts when he has gas...and let me tell you, they are man-sized toots. He IS is father's son!

Has a blocked tear duct in his right eye. We clean it out frequently and are just waiting for it to resolve itself. Apparently this is quite common amongst newborns.

Loves to be bounced and rocked..and is mesmerized by any and all types of lights.

Is sooo strong and frequently jailbreaks his swaddles. He loves to have his hands near his face when he sleeps and eats.

Loves his carseat and going for rides in the car. We are grateful for this!

Is now sleeping in the bassinet next to the bed. Mommy misses him, and Daddy was glad to see him move out. He seems so far away now!!

Still likes to pee on us while we're changing his diaper. We are getting better about blocking it with a cloth diaper or a pee-pee teepee, but there are days that he goes through 3 outfits as a result of our inattention! Ah, the joys of baby boys!

Is absolutely the joy of our lives. We can hardly believe it's already been 4 weeks, and we are so smitten with this tiny little being. He is the miracle we waited for, and he was worth every minute of pain and disappointment.

Career Aspirations

Okay, so this confirms that we do, in fact, have the world's cutest baby. Anyone familiar with the movie Zoo.lander?? Well, apparently my little Zachary has seen it and is an aspiring male model. Here is his best "Blue Steel" pose: