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7 Weeks

27 Mar

Timothy is 7 weeks. It feels like he’s been with us for MONTHS. I cannot believe it’s been only 7 weeks – and so much has changed already.

You know that old ABBA’s song – slipping through my fingers all the time? This is exactly how I feel.

I now look at Timothy and feel so sad that I am not going to EVER see those frantic moves he used to do in his first couple of weeks… I would bring him to the breast and he would keep turning his head to the right! to the left! to the right! to the left! suck his mitten! At times it took 4 arms to get him to eat – me holding his head and my breast, someone else (hubby or sis) holding his hands. He’s so much more… aware now of his surroundings now. He sees the breast. He knows where to latch on.he’s growing so fast.

He used to wear those mitten because I couldn’t, just couldn’t cut his nails. They are so tiny! And at times we called him boxer – for that’s what he looked like, in diapers and mittens. So funny…

The first 3 weeks he spent sitting in his bouncer under the table where I have baskets with fruits and vegetables. Why there? Because the pot lights irritated him, so we placed the bouncer under the table to block the light. And he sat there, with bananas and eggplants – drifting to sleep and back to wakefulness.

Oh, and the time we went for the pediatrician appointment and I didn’t even think to bring clean diapers? I was a very new mom. They gave us a sample diaper. The thing is, it was size zero. They looked like speedo on Timothy, it was so funny 😉

Or the first few times we went for a walk? He screamed bloody murder from the moment we put the hat on, but as soon as the stroller was out the doors – it was as if someone turned the sound off.

Him quietly enjoying his first bath… his first smile… the first time he managed to touch the rattle hanging in front of him in his bouncer…

Slipping through my fingers all the time…

Timothy is one month old!!

7 Mar

Timothy is 2 Weeks and 2 Days

23 Feb

I would love to post more often, but so far it’s not happening. Well, better occasionally than never, right? 😉

So what is happening?

Last week, Timothy was getting more and more fussy. Most of the evenings, I was reduced to tears by the time hubby got home (although I usually was happy and content in the mornings… but all my hubby got to see was my evening tears). He was crying and fussing which, combined with his almost-hourly requests to be fed was exhausting. I would finish the feeding and almost right away he would start crying again. What, hungry? Again??? I wouldn’t be able to calm him down and then would start crying myself. It was tough.

The ray of light was him still sleeping 4-5 hours straight at night.

And then on Saturday he started marathon-sleeping. He would eat and then sleep for 3… 4… 5 hours straight. The same happened again on Sunday. On Monday we went to see the pediatrician (we found a pediatrician, yay!) and although we couldn’t remember what his previous weight was, we were under the impression that it went down.

So these infrequent feedings started to concern me – and as if on purpose, on Monday he ate only FOUR times!!! At his age – 2 weeks!!! That was getting ridiculous, I started getting really concerned.

We decided to use my kitchen scale. We placed a salad bowl on it and started weighing him before and after each feeding. Turned out he was eating about 90 ml each time. But I couldn’t find ANY information online re: how much milk he actually needs at this stage. Is 90 ml four times a day enough?..

I started to freak out. But I just couldn’t wake him and feed. He was just not interested.

And then on Tuesday he woke up and decided to revert to his 8-times a day feeding. And I was in tears again for it seemed there just wasn’t enough milk. After three days of feeding 4-6 times a day, there wasn’t enough. He would finish the feed frustrated, purple with crying, I would start crying, too – in deep distress for my hungry baby…

In the evening my hubby brought proper scale (our friends lent it to us), and I got a prescription for some meds that help with milk production, and I started finishing each feeding session with a 10-15 minute pumping session just for stimulation. There usually isn’t anything left after Timothy eats, but I do it.

Timothy ate about 30 ml a couple of times in the evening and then slept the usual 5 hours between midnight and 5 am and then… ate about 70 ml. And went back to his occasional eating and long sleeps. But now I am weighing him and I know that he eats 70 ml on average. Sometimes 90 ml, sometimes 60 ml.

So now when he fusses after eating, I am calm. I know he is not hungry. I know it must be a burp or a poop or just tiredness bothering him.

I still don’t know if he eats enough in a day. He seems satisfied. I wake him up to feed him, I don’t let him sleep for 4-5 hours anymore except at night. Well, we are going to see the pediatrician again tomorrow am and we’ll where we are at now.

On other fronts, our umbilical cord finally fell off yesterday.

And he smiled at me for the first time yesterday. Not the involuntary “stomach smile” after a feeding, but actually looking me in the eye and smiling with the mouth excitedly wide open. So cute!!!

He plays for longer periods of time. I have a toy that has a black and white target on it and he looks at it and talks to it and stretches his hands towards it and touches it. He can play for 5-10 minutes now!

ok, he woke up- gotta go!

First Pediatrician Visit

15 Feb

Yesterday we had our first pediatrician visit. We don’t have a pediatrician yet, so we went to kids’ clinic in the hospital where he was born. His first home, so to speak 😉

They sent us to wait in the cafeteria ’cause shortly before us there was someone with a case of chicken pox. No wonder the waiting area was empty (I wondered about that). I hope it wasn’t enough time for us to catch it!

The wait at the clinic wasn’t too long (about an hour and a half), which I spent drinking milk. I never used to drink milk. I hate milk. But now that I am a breastfeeding mama, I seem to crave it all the time!

Timothy is doing great. Although he lost almost 7% of his weight by the time we got discharged from the hospital (48 hours after delivery), as of yesterday he was almost back to his birth weight. I was so proud I am capable of giving him enough milk! I hope it stays that way. Even if sometimes I feel that he is permanently attached to my breasts and my nipples are extremely sore. I enjoy breastfeeding so much!

I was sort of terrified of the way the doctor carried Timothy, holding him by his neck and… one leg. As if he were a chicken, not a baby. Oh well, they know better just how tough babies are…

Timothy was screaming is if we were killing him 😉 It was well past his feeding time, plus most babies don’t particularly like being undressed.

Anyway, he’s doing great! I can’t be happier 😉

PS He slept from 1:30 am to 6 am, fed for an hour, and now slept from 7 am till now. 10 am. I feel so rejuvenated! I foresee another day spent attached to my breasts. But I’ll take this pattern over feeding every 2-3 hours. We like our sleep!

one week old!

14 Feb

Timothy is one week old today! Unbelievable.
He is behaving in a very civilized pattern: while he tend to breastfeed almost non-stop during the day, he sleeps for 4-hour stretches during the night. And I am a tight sleeper, so even if he wakes up and fusses a bit here and there, I don’t hear it.

My incision is getting better. I still get shooting pains if I move too quickly. Standing up and sitting up are the most challenging things. Standing up with him in my hands after feeding hurts. But it’s getting better.

He now has some “playtime” – short periods when he is looking around, staring at this or that. He can focus on me for a minute or so when I am talking to him.

After his meals, he stretches his arms and legs and then proceeds to smile. It is a reflex “stomach” smile, nevertheless, it is so adorable!

He makes the sweetest satisfied noises while eating.

He starts breastfeeding in frenzic brushing of his mouth with his mittdns (his nails are too long and sharp, so he is wearing mittens). He gets so agitated that he pushes the nipple away and goes for his fist again. Sometimes someone needs to hold his hands while I direct him to the nipple. It’s so funny 🙂

He holds his head pretty well -except for right after a meal when he gets all limp like a rag doll.

He had his first bath two days ago and seemed to like it. He was all quiet and observed what’s going on with great interest.

We went for his (and mine) first walk yesterday. It was rather cold, he skept really well all the while.

We are now in line for his first pediatric checkup since the discharge.

We are exhausted, but we’ve never been happier. I can watch him forever, he’s just so adorable.

I’ll try to catch up on my blogging and share a bit more about his first days. But right now – cheers to being one week old!!!

PS I already lost about 18 pounds. I could hardly believe how swollen my legs have become during pregnancy – they look so thin now! Only 8-9 pounds to lose to get back to my pre-pregnancy weught!

and the baby is here!

8 Feb

More eetails to follow. He was born yesterday, feb. 7, after 24 hours of labour. I have no idea who he looks like, but I feel like we’ve always had him. I already can’t imagine that we used to live without him.

Thank you all for your comments yesterday! They were very encouraging qnd helpful in taking my mind off of the ordeals