Entries by tag: mama guilt
Bogo went to his first movie today, at 13 days old. He saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Part 1). Not bad for less than 2 weeks, you know? He slept through most of it, grunted a couple of times, cried for about 15 seconds, nursed, and had a bottle. Good times. I dropped popcorn on his head a few times (whoops) and he got startled by some of the noise. The movie was very loud, so I covered his ears.
Speaking of the Bogo, he was weighed today and was 10 pounds on the dot. Not yet two weeks old. Punk was 9lbs and change at one month, and 11lbs and change at 2 months. Yikes! Big baby!
We had to take him to the pediatrician today to check weight because he was still under birth weight last week and because of all of the nursing issues I had with Punk (when she lost so much weight and got dehydrated and sick). We ended up meeting with a new nurse practitioner instead because the doc was super busy. She was very nice and very sweet and very pro-breastfeeding. Which is nice, because I'm pro-breastfeeding. But she kind of was crossing that line between "supporting breastfeeding" and "making women feel like they are never doing enough." She just kept hammering me with ways to increase my milk supply and stop supplementing, and was full of "How do you know you won't make enough for this baby?" Because, lady, I /know/. I know like I know that I'm breathing. I know that my kid nurses without swallowing. I know that my kid nurses for 30+ minutes and pops off STARVING. She told me to cut the amount of supplement in half so he would wake to eat more and therefore nurse more and therefore I would magically make more milk. Except I won't. I'm maxed out on galactogogues and I won't. Aah well. She should just be happy that we were proactive and our kid is gaining weight and being healthy and thriving.
Also, I like the longer stretches of sleep when we give him formula bottles at nighttime. ;)
Speaking of the Bogo, he was weighed today and was 10 pounds on the dot. Not yet two weeks old. Punk was 9lbs and change at one month, and 11lbs and change at 2 months. Yikes! Big baby!
We had to take him to the pediatrician today to check weight because he was still under birth weight last week and because of all of the nursing issues I had with Punk (when she lost so much weight and got dehydrated and sick). We ended up meeting with a new nurse practitioner instead because the doc was super busy. She was very nice and very sweet and very pro-breastfeeding. Which is nice, because I'm pro-breastfeeding. But she kind of was crossing that line between "supporting breastfeeding" and "making women feel like they are never doing enough." She just kept hammering me with ways to increase my milk supply and stop supplementing, and was full of "How do you know you won't make enough for this baby?" Because, lady, I /know/. I know like I know that I'm breathing. I know that my kid nurses without swallowing. I know that my kid nurses for 30+ minutes and pops off STARVING. She told me to cut the amount of supplement in half so he would wake to eat more and therefore nurse more and therefore I would magically make more milk. Except I won't. I'm maxed out on galactogogues and I won't. Aah well. She should just be happy that we were proactive and our kid is gaining weight and being healthy and thriving.
Also, I like the longer stretches of sleep when we give him formula bottles at nighttime. ;)
- I feel::
busy
First of all, thank you so much to 
drainbead for the presents. We have already cracked open the Wildfire sauce. :)
( Lots of whining over here.Collapse )
drainbead for the presents. We have already cracked open the Wildfire sauce. :)( Lots of whining over here.Collapse )
- I feel::
overwhelmed
