Sunday, August 7, 2011

Second Month

This will be short and include a lot of pictures because I have a fussy teething baby who is refusing to nap.
Here are some pictures from Josh's second month!


First Smiles...

Yoda Baby...

Pumpkin Carving with Mommy & Daddy...

Watching Cousin K's Volleyball game with Aunt D...

Hanging out with Pappaw...

My sweep sleeping baby...

2 month photo...

Smiles!...

Meeting little miss B for the first time...

Peace...

I love this tooshy!...

Cousin N...

Cousin S...

Cousin J...

With Great-grandma on thanksgiving...

With Aunt D on Thanksgiving...

Playing with mommy's cousins...

Aunt C on Thanksgiving...

Baby and mommy...

Look at that strong boy!...


I truly truly love this boy and am a bit sad looking back at these photos from 8+ months ago.  Stop growing!!!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The first month

Sleeping with Daddy...



Trip to get blood drawn.  He was pretty borderline for jaundice, so we had to have extra blood tests for the first week...


Watching the OSU game with Daddy...

 Thinking hard while sleeping on Mommy...

 First sponge bath...

 Monster baby...

 I found his sleeping on his side one morning.  Not sure how he got like that all swaddled up...

 Watching the Bengals game...

 Sad puppy.  He didn't want to stop drinking to burp...

1 month photos...

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Breast is Best

Today we will talk about breastfeeding.  This is something I was very determined to do...I mean, they do say "Breast is Best."  I told myseld that if I failed it was because I didn't try hard enough or what not.  Our hospital is great that they offer free lactation consulting during the hospital stay and even afterward.  Everytime the lactation consultant (LC) came in to our room, I had just finished feeding Joshua, so I didn't get to take advantage of their services.  The regular nurses were pretty helpful so I felt confident that everything was going well.  We got home from the hospital late Monday night.  By that Wednesday I was having some pretty bad pain everytime he ate.  At first I thought a little pain is normal, but by this point, it did not seem normal.  We decided to call the LC at the hospital.  Luckily, they had an opening that afternoon.  After our meeting I still felt confident that everything was going well and that the pain was normal.  By that Friday I couldn't handle it anymore.  We had a sample can of formula that was mailed to us, so I broke down and had Phil make a bottle.  (I had a pump but hadn't opened or sterelized it yet)  Boy did I feel horrible for giving him formula!  The next week, we had a check up for Joshua at our Dr. office.  She asked if I was nursing and I told her the problems I'd been having.  She took a look at both Joshua and I and determined I had thrush.  A simple topical treatment would clear it up in a week for me and an oral treatment would clear up Joshua.  In the meantime I would pump or feed formula.  We scheduled a follow up appt. for the next week...I was not healed yet.  More of the same treatment and a follow up for the next week.  To avoid repetition, let's fast forward 6 weeks.  I was STILL not healed.  She finally did a culture test and found that I had a staph infection.  Some antibiotics and the same topical treatment and I was FINALLY healed!  Joshua is about 8 weeks old by now, so I figured he wouldn't go back to nursing after that long of having a bottle.  But I wasn't going to give up, so I tried it and he did it!  We were doing good (part time nursing only) for about 2 months, and he started to seem not interested.  We figured I just didn't have a great supply from pretty much having to pump from the beginning.  After four months of trying so hard, I decided it was time to end this journey.
That was all the medical/physical part of the whole ordeal.  What was going on in my mind?  Pure agony...rollercoasters of emotions...guilt...shame...sadness...relief...I could go on.  One day I would want to just quit pumping because it took up so much time, but then Phil would encourage me to keep going.  The next day I would feel awful for giving my baby formula.
What did I learn?  Breast is best, but formula is not the worst thing in the world.  Joshua is happy, healthy, smart, etc.  Formula did not ruin him.  I did not fail...and my problems did not come from lack of trying.  I was making sure he was fed, so I think that makes me a great mom, not the horrible mom I was making myself out to be.  A lot of friends of mine had problems nursing as well, and had I reached out to anyone for support I would have realized that and may not have beat myself up so much.
What would I say to anyone having problems nursing? 
1. Keep trying, but only as long as you want to.  Don't let breastfeeding "snobs" pressure you into going beyond your limits.
2. Seek support.  Reach out to friends.  Even those that succeeded in nursing could be a great support, and you might learn that those you thought were BFing "Snobs" really aren't...that's just something you made up in your mind.
3. Enjoy time with your baby.  I agonized so much that I feel I missed out on some possible happy moments in his first couple months.
4. Althought breast is best, formula is not bad.  It will not kill your baby...it will not make your baby dumb...it will not make your baby overweight...it won't lead them to a lifetime of failure...etc.
5. You did not fail.  It simply didn't work this time.  You will know so much more for the next baby.

And I'll end with another picture of my little man...I thought this one was appropriate for the subject of this post...

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Answered Prayers...the beginning.

Sept. 24...39 weeks pregnant...67 lbs heavier than I started...swollen feet, ankles, legs, everything...severe back pain. I go to the OB, and no sign of baby wanting to come at all! They did an ultrasound and guessed that he was 8lbs 10oz at the time. Oh my! How big would he be if I went over my due date!? Luckily the doctor offered to induce me the following week if he didn't come before then. It wasn't what I wanted because I knew there was a higher chance of it ending in a C-section, which I did NOT want. Considering the other option (delivering a giant baby) I was willing to take the chance if needed. Saturday came and I was supposed to have a friend over to do some painting on Josh's walls, but I wasn't feeling good so I cancelled. Guess what!? And here's the answered prayer: I wasn't sick, I was in labor...no induction needed!!! I labored at home for about 6 hours til we decided to head to the hospital. When we got there I was 5cm dilated...yay! I also knew by the time we got there that I wanted an epidural. 6 hours later, my world changed forver. My 8lb 9oz baby was born.  Having my little boy placed on my chest was the most special thing I've ever experienced. I'll end for now with some pictures of the day. 

39 weeks pregnant...

After getting the epidural...

My wide eyed boy... 

With Daddy...

Love him! 

Friday, July 8, 2011

Blog what?

So this is what I've been busy with since September...
 




And boy has he kept me busy.  Here he is now...



I could write all day about what we've been up to, but I will spread it out among several posts.  I hope that one day he will read this blog so I want to share all our special moments.  But for now I must go get him from his nap.  Stay tuned...

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

What I've been up to

Here are some cookies I've done lately...


Baby Shower Onesies

Lady Bug "Baby" for a friend...also the way I announced to the world that I am pregnant



Lady Bug cookies for the same friend




And Easter cookies









Sunday, February 7, 2010

Quilt

This past week I tried my hand at making a quilt. I'm going to send this to an old friend that is expecting in May. I'm trying to reach out to her because she's been through some rough times lately and things God is out to get her. I once told her that He is out to get her, but not in the bad way that she thinks. He wants to get her, and pull her close to Him!

So I found a tutorial for sewing just a cotton panel to minky dot fabric to make a lovely baby blanket. I wanted to make the one side a bit more interesting than just a cotton panel so I decided to try a quilt pattern. I already had the fabric picked out so I just sat down and figured out how I wanted to lay out the squares. I don't think it turned out too bad considering it was my first try and that minky dot fabric is so hard to sew with unless you have a million pins.