Today my son is 2 months old. And it has gone by so fast. I know people always say it goes by quick, and I'm thankful I'm able to stay home with him and enjoy every minute of it.
Oliver was born in 1/1/11 at 6 lbs 11 oz and he's already almost 11 lbs. And I have to say I am partially to thank for that. I have been exclusively breastfeeding Oliver since he was able to eat. (Now his daddy feeds him a bottle a day too though of breastmilk) But he has been growing and gaining weight because of what my body is able to provide him. Being pregnant is amazing to think of how the baby is able to be created inside your body, and when they are born it's hard to believe the were ever in there. Breastfeeding has been kind of the extention of my pregnancy. In a way they are very similar. At the beginning of your pregnancy it sucks because you are exhausted and don't feel well. This is very similar to breastfeeding for the first month. You are exhausted and your body hurts, but you can't get enough sleep to make it better because your child has to eat so frequently. This was one of the hardest parts for me, but we made it thru. I would just tell myself...just see what tomorrow is like...and it worked for me. Oliver had a hard time gaining weight at first and it took him more like 3 weeks instead of the "normal" 2 weeks. I put the word normal in quotations because there is no such thing. This "normal" made us switch pediatricians before he was 1 month old.
A note to doctors out there: try not to freak out first time parents. It is a very easy task and most of you I'm sure are very successful at it. Just think for a second...we have no idea what we are doing and we're in control of a life so dependent on us it's scary. So try to actually explain things to a person who has no freaking clue about babies. I mean you went to school for an ungodly amount of time to learn about them. Uh, we had like 9 months to prepare. So not the same.
For any mom who is going to breasfeed...I say befriend a lactation consultant. They were life savers, and made me feel like I was doing what Oliver needed and he'd figure it out in time. One thing that stuck with me is someone told me he was just as new to this as I was, and we were both lost and would need to find our way. One of the most enlightening things I could have heard when I was about to give up out of pure frustration. I have to say when I would hear other moms say "It gets better" my only question was "When?" But it did...and now he is eating like a champ and putting on the pounds to prove it. Our next hurdle...trying to figure out how to occupy a 2 month old who just does not want to take a nap, haha. That and getting thru growth spurts.
But this face...makes it all worth it!
He is so stinkin cute!! I can't wait for you to get him to OK so we can all squeeze him and love him!! :) I'm so happy for you all and you have done such a great job!! Way to go Mamma!!
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