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Luke, 13.5 weeks

So I'm a terrible mommy this time around, at least when it comes to blogging. But in the last couple of weeks I've been going back to read Ceili's blog and I find it's helpful to read what I was going through with her. It inspired me to document at least from this point on, even if I have missed out on a lot. The funny thing is, by this point with Ceili I had been writing and preoccupied by all things Boob related for weeks. And had I been blogging about you, I would have been writing and preoccupied by all things Boob related yet again! The more things change, the more they stay the same.

You are a wonderful baby. Yes, you cry. Yes, you fuss at inconvenient times. Yes, you EAT like there will never again be another meal. But you are charming, funny, and a wonderful baby. You've been smiling since 1/31, and you've been laughing for a couple of weeks, more all the time. And you experimented with sleeping through the night within the first month, and have been sleeping in your own room, in your own crib for at least 9 hours a night since 3/11* (*except for one night, you needed a 1:30 a.m. feeding, then continued sleeping for a combined total of 9.5 hours). Last night was 10 hours, and the night before that was 11 hours! So you have the whole crib-sleeping thing down.

Milk has been an ongoing challenge. You have laryngomalacia, and didn't like to nurse on the left side, resulting in that breast nearly drying up. I pumped and pumped, even rented a Symphony for a month and got a prescription for Reglan, but still it is barely producing. You were supplemented for the first tim at 2.5 weeks because you weren't gaining. :( That made me sad, but I knew I had no other choice. I strongly believe in my ability to nurse even without the greatest supply, and I know we could have done it had it not been for the laryngomalacia. But these were the cards we were dealt so we make the best of it. I'm taking domperidone now though and I'm starting to see a difference (9 days in). It would be great if I could stop supplementing, but regardless I'm proud of all the milk I AM able to give you.

Growth is definitely no longer an issue. At your last appointment on 2/18 you weighed 11 pounds 2 ounces! Height and weight were both 50% so you're right on there. Definitely bigger than your sister was. I'm curious to see what you weigh now, but I won't find out for another 3 weeks, at your 4 month appointment.

You are getting stronger all the time. You aren't really hitting toys deliberately yet though you do make contact sometimes. But you hold on to everything: clothes, bibs, toys, burp rags, your own hair and ears. It really is cute! You love to push your feet against things, especially when they give you traction to pushing off. You're sitting pretty well with support of course, and your head is getting stronger all the time.

Well, you're waking from your nap and I need to pump soon so I will end it here. I will try to post more often now, though, as I'm only home for 2 more months and I really do want to try to remember these times.

Fat suit

So today I relented and wore maternity clothes. Yesterday I wore regular pants and the belly band thing I've been wearing to cheat for quite a while now. But I was really uncomfortable so I sucked it up and wore maternity clothes for the first time to work. I've been wearing some on the weekend because I have some really comfy casual clothes. But I have managed to avoid wearing any to work. I have to say I was much, much more comfortable today. I'll probably be in between still for a while, as many of my clothes are still way too big. But this is the beginning of the transition, that's for sure.

I'm also rediscovering my appetite. Thank goodness, I guess? I imagine I will start to gain weight soon as I am eating much more. I have to say that I'm eating fairly healthy though, or at least not terribly badly. For lunch today (which was a two-parter, almost 2 hours between), I had a cup of yogurt, a package of celery and peanut butter, a juice spritzer drink, a grilled cheese sandwich, a bottle of water and a peanut butter cookie. Hee hee. Oh, and a bunch of All Fruit Bars Ends & Pieces from Trader Joes. For breakfast I had a toasted asiago cheese bagel with garlic and herb schmear (my current addiction) and orange juice. And water. We'll just have to wait and see what dinner brings!!!

So it was an interesting weekend. Compared to the fourth of July weekend 6 years ago when I found out I was pregnant with your sister, maybe not quite as eventful... But close! Thursday was nice and relaxing. Friday was busy - Arcadia Fourth of July parade, then a party at Daddy's step-mother's relatives house, then fireworks. Well, the fireworks were kind of a bust because of a storm coming in. They tried setting them off an hour early, then stopped 15 minutes in because of high winds. But what we saw was pretty.

Saturday, the family and Grandma Laurie and I went to lunch at a new restaurant (well, new to me). While waiting for our food, I had a slight heartburn attack. I'd left my pills in the bag from the fireworks outing, so I asked Grandma for one. She gave me one and it looked different - probably a different dosage than mine. I asked her if she was sure it was the right pill and she said yes, and I swallowed it. As soon as I did she realized it was the wrong one and told me not to swallow it. But it was too late! I'd swallowed blood pressure medicine! I ran to the bathroom and tried in vain to throw it up. Believe me, I tried. But it was not coming out. Panicked, we ran next door to CVS (a drug store) and asked the pharmacist for syrup of ipecac. That's what they give kids to make them throw up. Unfortunately they don't sell it anymore. I went to the bathroom to try again while Grandma and the pharmacist called Poison Control for advice.

Fortunately, it turns out this drug is not dangerous to pregnant women. The biggest danger is plummeting blood pressure and fortunately again, mine did not drop that low. I watched it and it was low, which is a little scary because mine is already low in pregnancy. But thankfully nothing else happened and other then a little dizziness here and there, you would never have known. I did call the OB on-call nurse, and they were really nice too. Everyone called to check on me again later and I was doing fine.

So that's our drama. I'd actually really like to see you again in there, and I contemplated making a quick appointment to make sure you're okay. But I believe in my heart everything is fine, so I will not be a worry wart and I will wait patiently for our next appointment on the 22nd. Stay safe in there and sorry for the drama.