for now. As many of you already know, every day with a wee tiny one is a completely new adventure. You just don't know what kind of day you are going to have. Today Littleman was at school. LittleGuy was dragged to the doctor so I could have my infected incision checked out (not serious, anitbiotics should have it cleared up in a few days. It's mostly just uncomfortable and totally gross). THEN, LittleGuy decided he would cry from about 3 pm until 7:30pm. He stopped for his bath and a 3 oz bottle of breast milk, given by daddy. He is FINALLY, FINALLY asleep. Man...I hope we have an okay night. I am exhausted from all the rocking and cooing and nursing.
I have changed my mind several times in the past couple of days about how the breastfeeding is going. LittleGuy gained weight and that should be enough to tell me that the boobs are working. For the most part, I am feeling like they are. It's when I try to nurse in public - it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to use the nipple sheild. That just makes it so much more awkward...BUT, I am getting better. AND, so many people, so many experienced people assure me that it gets better around 6 weeks. Even if it doesn't, it's something to look forward too...even after miserable days like today...however...the nursing went fine today, it was just the ceaseless crying jags that were bringing me down. It's hard on Littleman...but he's been great.
Oh, Papabear quit his job!!!!!! He applied for a new one a few weeks ago, at an urgent care facility, and landed it. It offers better pay, WAY better benefits (like cheaper, but better health care), and none of the nonsense he was dealing with at his previous job (lack of pay checks on pay day, employer not paying the health insurance premium just before we are going to have a baby...that sort of nonsense I was too stressed to even post here). Anyway, he starts on Sunday - he'll get a schedule soon - we are told that he'll do three 12 hour shifts and then be off for four days. Pretty sweet. I'll let you know how that goes once it gets going.
Well, I am tired and would like to hit the hay early. Here are some recent pics. Enjoy.
Uncle Chuckie just before he headed back east. (sniff, sniff)
Big brother holds little brother for the first time!
Grandpa ("in Arizona" as Littleman likes to say) comes to meet his second grandson. :)
Getting love from Krissy.
Aunt Jillie giving some love. I didn't get a picture with Aunt Alie, but I know Krissy got some good ones. I'll get them up when she sends them to me.
Littleman SO SO excited to start school on Wednesday. He is super psyched about his Spiderman lunch box.
And here's Littleman today, on the "second first day of school. Mommy take another picture!!!!" He was THAT excited. I'm so glad he enjoys school. It's a guarenteed newborn-free five hours for him.
Okay, this last photo I had to add just because. I was uploading photos from the camera to the computer and I was given this little surprise from Littleman. There's actually a whole series of close-ups and pics of odd things he has taken while sneaking around the house with MY camera. (One of the apparent perks of having a mommy who has a newborn glued to her boob.)
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