Friday, July 28, 2006
I was rather surprised this morning to wake up to find I was in the very early moments of CD1. I quit taking the medication that kept my milk production up to a still-not-adequate supply quite some time ago. I quit pumping in June. Until a week ago, I was manually expressing milk to freeze once a day (getting a maximum of one ounce, generally less).
I expected cd1 for two weeks. And yet it just never came. And I quit expecting it, because clearly it wasn't going to come any time soon. I continue to produce a not-at-all-adequate-but-still-very-there supply of milk. My son continues to want to nurse at the beginning of every feeding, though for increasingly shorter periods of time. The longest he nursed today was 10 minutes with 5 minutes being the most common length of time. He refuses my left breast altogether and has for such a long time that I haven't even bothered to offer it to him.
I know that with the lowercase reaching 9 months of age on my 29th birthday this Monday, my body is unlikely to respond to any measures to re-lactate. And to be honest, I might be ok with that. I still want to nurse my son and will still offer him the breast first until he refuses steadily or until I completely stop producing (my guess is that the two events will coincide).
In other news, the lowercase and I will be visiting my family for the next two weeks. Mr. W will join us in a week and a half. I will have both my laptop and high-speed internet connections, but I have no idea how likely I will be to update. Let's face it...even at home under optimal conditions my posting is spotty at best.
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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Why?
Last week some friends of ours delivered their first baby, a girl. Our friend's wife had a completely uncomplicated pregnancy. Things went very smoothly. She had a baby shower that the lowercase and I attended. This morning, our friend sent us the link to the website he has set up for photos of his daughter.
And I realized something disgusting about myself. I resent them. I hate that they had it easy. I'm angry that she is able to breastfeed exclusively. I actually hate that they are happy.
I wished all of that for them, because of course I didn't want them to go through what I went through. So why does their normalcy make me feel diminished? Why do I feel less? Why am I so resentful of what I didn't have? What I do have is pretty damn good -- better than I ever imagined. My son is perfect. He's big, he's healthy, he's strong.
And still I feel less than. I feel not quite good enough.
I guess I really haven't come to grips with the way things were for me. I love my son. I love our life. But I haven't fully mourned my inability to carry to term...my inability to exclusively breastfeed.
And I haven't come to terms with the high likelihood that I will never have another biological child.
Somehow, now, for me, seeing people with their new babies is hard when it shouldn't be. I feel it as keenly as I did during the time when I was constantly becoming pregnant and miscarrying. They have what I can't have. They have potential to have more. And based on logic and sound reasoning...I really don't have that. I'm back in the emotional mindset of my pre-lowercase days...resenting everyone who can have it all so easily regardless of the fact that I have the most perfect little boy imaginable.
I just wish I knew how I could get rid of the resentment that I feel so often.
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Sunday, July 23, 2006
Help me, Internets!
My lowercase is getting bigger. He now weighs somewhere between 17 and 20 lbs...not sure exactly as we don't have a baby scale and I weighed him on the regular bathroom scale.
Obviously, he is very soon to leave the infant car seat. Which means he can no longer use the snap'n'go as his stroller.
We have a full-size stroller that works for Mr. W's car. But we do not have one that works for my car. For I am stupid. And I drive a Volkswagen New Beetle. It is a really great car...turbo...fun to drive...nice and zippy. But with a trunk that sucks rocks.
The trunk is, obviously, rounded and oddly shaped. I have tried every stroller in BRU and NONE of them fit in it. Correction...one of them fits, but I HATE it. The Combi something or other fits. But it feels flimsy to me, makes my son look like a monstrously large boy (and he is still small for chronological age) and generally just blows.
I have tried the Peg Pliko P3 and the Aria MT. I have tried various Chiccos. I have tried the Maclaren Volo and Triumph. And not a damn one of them fit in my trunk. I even tried the cheap-ass $10 umbrella strollers and none of them fit in -- all too long.
Here's where you come in, oh Interweb. Do you have a Beetle? Do you know someone who does? Have you EVER seen a stroller that fits? And no, I do not want the stroller to ride in the passenger area with us (seriously...hit a bump, stroller falls over and whacks baby in head? I think not). I want a compact stroller that is of good quality (note our first choices were the Pegs or the Maclarens). I want one that is rated for high weights as I don't want to go through this again when he's a couple years old. I'm not opposed to spending up to $300, but really don't think Mr. W will allow me to spend any more than that.
I've seen that Britax has a new lightweight stroller...the Preview something or other...but cannot seem to find dimensions for it anywhere. Also wondering about any other European stroller companies since they tend to drive smaller cars and I might be more likely to find one that will fit.
(Also, if you have any preferences on carseats tell me about them. What seat do you like and what's so great about it?)
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Friday, July 21, 2006
Yesterday the lowercase's third tooth made its debut.
It appears not to be a central incisor, but rather the lateral incisor on the right.
Interestingly, my teeth came in a similar fashion. Mine started with the lower lateral incisors, then the upper, then the central incisors. I find it really strange, though, that his teeth started coming in the normal order before deviating.
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Saturday, July 15, 2006
I am in love. With a TV show.
The World Series of Pop Culture is exactly the quiz show I needed to kick Mr. W's ass! The movies! The celebrities! The 80s lyrics! I know them all.
Seriously, this show is the People-and-Us Weekly-addict's Jeopardy. Not that I don't rock at Jeopardy, because I do...most of the time. But this show? Eliminates all that useless stuff like "geography" (my nemesis!).
And, for the first time in my life, I feel compelled to try out for the next season if they do it again.
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Thursday, July 13, 2006
You know you're a mom when...
It's 10 minutes to 4 and you're still wearing the t-shirt you "borrowed" from your husband to sleep in the night before. With no pants. Because obviously that is just too much effort.
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Friday, July 07, 2006
The TEETH! Oh my damn! The TEETH!
My little man currently possesses two teeth. Two bony calcified daggers protruding from his precious lower jaw. And he's attempting to get more. He seems to want at least one stalactite from the upper jaw to go with the evil stalagmites on the lower.
All I know is that I HATE THEM! I'm no longer taking any medication to help produce milk. I am also no longer pumping (I actually returned the evil Lactina effectively breaking up with a machine who has been closer to my body in many ways than my husband these last eight months). But I don't want the nursing to end. I love my time with my son and just can't seem to let go of it. So we nurse at every feeding before I allow him the bottle that gives him most of his nutrients.
For the past few days? He's been biting me REPEATEDLY at every feeding to the point that I often can't continue to nurse him for several feedings in a row. I'm raw almost to the point of bleeding. I've had to break out the manual pump (the piston from the Lactina) and that's not going so well either -- it's hell on the arms trying to get it going.
But I'm not giving up. In fact, I've placed a call to my lactation consultant just to ask how I can prevent his biting and continue on.
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