This weekend was a big one in our house: my birthday, Daniel's Baptism, and my parents' visit for both of those occasions. This year as I rang in my 32nd birthday I thought back to last year and my most memorable birthday ever. I posted awhile back about it, so I won't repeat the details here, but November 6, 2009 was the day I learned I would be a mom, and that the coming year would be unlike any of the 31 that preceded it. While there was no excitement to match that on this birthday I did enjoy celebrating my first birthday as a mom. A particularly special moment was when Kevin was hanging up new light-blocking drapes in Daniel's room (which have already translated to better napping!) and Daniel and I were there to "supervise." Daniel was lying on the floor smiling and kicking up a storm. I started singing the nursery rhyme:
"There were 3 in the bed and the little one said 'Roll over, roll over!' So they all rolled over and 1 fell out, there were 2 in the bed and the little one said..."
Yeah, it's pretty monotonous, but Daniel loved it, especially with the movements I added in. He laughed and laughed, so I started over, this time with 10 in the bed. I had seen him laugh a little before but Kevin had been telling me Daniel really laughs a lot during the day, so it was fun to get to see that in person. Nice little birthday treat.
My parents got in Saturday afternoon and while I nursed Daniel to sleep and my dad prepared for a business trip this week, Kevin and my mom prepared a delicious birthday dinner for us. We enjoyed cheese fondue, steak, roasted carrots, and zucchini boats, and to wash it all down, a bottle of Williamson wine from a small vineyard in Napa Valley. We stopped into their wine tasting room in Yountville on our Cali trip last year because of the name but were so impressed with the wine that we ordered a case of it. We only drink it on special occasions, and we thought my birthday, the Baptism of our son and godson Alejandro, and my parents' visit combined to make a wine-worthy occasion.
Then Sunday morning came and the time change along with it. In my pre-parent life I eagerly looked forward to "fallback Sunday" as a chance to sleep in. Thing is, it seems that babies don't get the memo about how they too should sleep in a little longer. D was up bright and early at 6:45 Sunday morning, which meant even though we didn't need to be at church till 10:45, I was up for the day once he was. And then he woke up last night at 1:15 for a feeding, which he hasn't done in weeks. But hopefully another day or so will get us back on schedule.
But back to Sunday. He didn't really get a nap in before we went to church so I worried he would get fussy during the service. And I decided we would wait till we got there to change him into his Baptism outfit just before the service to make sure it wouldn't get spit up on or anything like that. As it turned out, fussiness was the least of my problems and the spare outfit was a good plan!
We always bring a bottle of milk for Daniel to eat during the sermon so that we can keep him quiet during the longest quiet stretch of the service. We decided to err on the side of caution (we thought) this time so we filled most of a 7oz bottle to make sure we'd have enough. He got a little fussy so we kept feeding him through the sermon and he ate most of the bottle. As I could tell the sermon was starting to wrap up, I was holding Daniel and he was standing up in my lap.
And then it happened. I heard a big bubbly BM. At first I thought, ah well, I guess he got his noisy BM of the morning out of the way, then I realized, I felt that. I looked down to find that we had a massive diaper blowout situation that had overflowed the diaper's capacity and gotten on his Baptism suit (which my brother wore at his Baptism 29 years ago), his crocheted booties, and my dress.
Remarkably, I kept my cool, wiped up with a burp cloth, and carried Daniel out into the hallway, Kevin following behind with the diaper bag. While I ran to the bathroom to clean up, Kevin changed Daniel into a clean diaper and the knit onesie he was in before the service. The suit jacket was unsullied so we put it on over the onesie. Funny thing is my mom had insisted that Daniel had to wear shoes or it would look tacky...here we were moments before the big event and I was just thankful I had a spare diaper and a white onesie to put him in! The Baptism itself went fine but I couldn't help but think it could have been quite the spectacle if he had had his accident 5 minutes later.
In other, cleaner, news, Daniel can now roll over from his tummy to his back! He did it for the first time last Sunday afternoon after we got back from Austin, and with Kevin and me both watching. Since then he's done it about once a day or so. He can't do it every time he wants to but he's getting better at it. I was glad it happened when both of us were there to watch, and even more glad when Kevin was able to capture it on video when he repeated the trick the next day:
So all in all it's been a busy, somewhat messy, but always entertaining few weeks for us :)
I'm a little late with this one, but last week Daniel turned 3 months old. He's officially no longer a newborn anymore. My little baby is growing up!
Speaking of growing, he's in size 3-6 month clothes now. We loved his going-home outfit and were really sad when he grew out of it so when I saw it in the 6 month size on clearance a few weeks ago I snapped it right up. I thought it would be too big for another few weeks but it fits pretty well so he can dress to celebrate the Texas Rangers' improbable World Series run.
Here he is in his going-home outfit:
And here he is in the 6 month size:
He's becoming more and more adept with his hands and can grasp and hold toys. And as Kevin pointed out, he seems to prefer his left hand so far. I hadn't noticed it till he said it but now I see it. This video shows his increasing hand-eye coordination and his preference for the left hand.
Neither of us is a lefty, but I have a grandmother and uncle who are so maybe he's following their lead. From what I'm reading it seems a bit soon for a baby to have a hand preference so his current lefty tendencies may not mean much but if he does end up lefthanded we'll be able to say we saw signs of it early on.
Also, aside from the occasional exception, he generally goes down for the night between 7-8 and sleeps till I wake him up around 5:40. On weekends he'll sleep till 7 or so. He's a great night sleeper so we're pretty lucky. Till last week we swaddled him to get him down for the night but now most night he does fine in just a wearable sleep blanket which keeps him warm but keeps his arms free. We're hoping he'll start taking longer daytime naps on a consistent basis but in the meantime we're grateful that he sleeps so long at night.
Here's his 3 month picture. A few weeks ago we had to take out the newborn insert and rethread the straps on his carseat to account for his growth. He's not the little newborn we took home from the hospital anymore!
For comparison, here's his 2 month picture:
And just because he's so darn cute, here are a few more pictures:
I have officially completed my first week as a working mom and so far I have to say that while it's an adjustment, it's going pretty well. I was really feeling sad about having to leave him for the first time and built it up so much in my mind that the anticiption proved to be worse than the actual happening itself. Well, for the most part anyway.
Monday night I showered before going to bed so I would have one less thing to worry about the next day. Tuesday morning I got up and got ready but had to retouch my makeup because I would think about leaving Daniel and tear up again. I got Daniel up at 5:45, changed his diaper, then sat down on the couch with him to nurse. He ate for about 30 minutes then around 6:15 fell asleep eating. I held him for a few more minutes just listening to him breathe, feeling his little hands on my chest, and watching him sleep so peacefully. Finally when I couldn't wait any longer I carried him up the stairs to his crib, heart in my throat. I kissed him, told him I loved him, and set him in his crib then I was out the door and on my way to work.
I cried on the way there and had to take a moment before getting out of the car to compose myself. When I came in the front door at 7 I saw a friend at the receptionist's desk but didn't stop to talk because I knew I'd lose it if I had to talk about him right away. Fortunately I was the first in my area to arrive that morning so I had some time to myself to settle in and by the time more people came I felt better. I was still pretty on edge though and missing my baby. Then just as I was getting up to take my first pump break I got an email frome Kevin. It said "Hi Mommy, I miss being at home with you but Daddy and I are having a lot of fun," and had a picture from Kevin's phone camera showing a smiley, happy Daniel. It was just what I needed and I felt much better. I knew Daniel would be okay without me there but seeing that picture really helped.
Once I knew he was okay I was able to settle in and start getting caught up on work and enjoy seeing my coworkers again. Instead of tearing up when someone asked about Daniel I proudly showed them pictures. The rest of the day seemed to go pretty quickly and before I knew it it was 3:30 and time for me to leave, then 15 minutes later I was opening the garage door to the house and holding Daniel in my arms again.
The rest of the week went much better, especially when my office group brought in a breakfast spread to welcome me back on Wednesday (they waited till that day so my boss who had been out of town could be there). I was really touched by their thoughtfulness and it was nice to know they were glad to have me back and wanted to help make my first week back special.
I call home every day to see how Kevin and Daniel are doing. They've had a few tough moments but overall it's going well. Daniel is eating well and enjoying his days with Daddy. Because I get in to work so early I get off early too and spend the whole evening with them.
A day in the life Here's a typical daily schedule now: 4:30 Wake up, feed cats, shower, dry hair, put on makeup 5:40 Get Daniel from crib, change him, feed him 6:30 Put Daniel back to bed, come back downstairs and use manual pump so I can start the day on "empty" 6:45-6:55 Leave for work 7:00-7:15 Arrive at work 10:00-10:25 First pump break 2:00-2:25 Second pump break 3:30-3:45 Leave for home 3:45-4:00 Arrive at home, feed Daniel 4:00-6:30 Spend time with Daniel 6:30-8:00 Give Daniel bath, feed him, put him to bed 8:00 Eat dinner 9:00 Pump so I can go to bed "empty", wash pump parts and pack bag for the next day 9:30ish Go to bed so I can get up and do it all over again (Okay, so I haven't been very dilligent about getting to bed this early, but I need to be!)
It's a full day and about every other day I'll do a load of laundry to wash our diapers. Right now I'm pumping much more milk than Daniel eats during the day (more on that in a minute) so in time I may drop the early morning and/or late night pumping sessions and any given day I could do it if I needed to. But I figure until I know how much I'll be pumping at work once my body starts thinking Daniel only eats twice between 6:30AM-4PM, it's better to err on the side of overproducing for now. We can always freeze excess milk but if I start having supply problems it'll take more work to overcome them.
Pumping 2 days after Daniel was born, when I was discharged from my hospital room and Daniel was still in the NICU, I sent Kevin out to buy my breast pump so I could pump milk for us to feed Daniel while I was still getting the hang of nursing. Since then, until Monday night, it had lived on my bathroom counter. In the early weeks I'd usually pump before going to bed then get up around 3AM to pump again so Kevin would have enough milk to cover 2 night feedings. Later as Daniel started sleeping more I dropped down to pumping just once a night. For the last few weeks I really didn't even need to do that because in a typical week Daniel would only get a few bottles, but I did it so I wouldn't have to go to bed full and to help pad our stash.
Monday night I packed up my bag and now it comes to work with me every day. Every morning and afternoon I go to the "Mother's room" in my building to pump. It's nothing fancy, just a repurposed supply closet, but it's got everything I need: a chair, table, electrical outlet, and not least important, a locking door.
Here's a picture. Not sure why Blogger insists on showing it sideways when it's saved vertically, but you get the idea.
I get everything all set up and open a magazine to read. I set the timer on my cell phone for 15 minutes and start the pump. While the pump is doing its thing I pass the time by reading or playing on my phone. After the timer goes off I turn off the pump and carefully disassemble everything. I turn the pump back on with just the tubes connected and let it run for a few minutes to clear condensation from the tubes. I log my production into my Milk Maid app, put the milk bottles or bags into the cooler, and take the pump parts to the breakroom sink to wash them out. I leave the bag and all supplies in the room after my morning session and bring it back to my desk in the afternoon.
All in all it's a pretty decent setup. The only real inconvenience is having to pack everything up and get it back out each time. But with 3 of us using that room right now, we each have to leave it ready for the next lady.
I know some women hate pumping but I actually don't mind it. It definitely doesn't provide the satisfaction that nursing does but it's not unpleasant and it helps me feel connected to Daniel when I can't be there in person. I can't hold him in my arms but I'm still feeding him. Plus, it's nice to get to take time out of my day to be a mom...and to read a magazine, play Words with Friends, and catch up on Facebook.
I'm really grateful my office is supportive of working moms by making it easy for us. While the new health care law mandates that nearly all offices have to provide reasonable accomodations and pump breaks for breastfeeding moms (yay!), my office was already doing it before the law came into effect.
All in all, the first week went pretty well. And now that the weekend's here I'm looking forward to spending two whole days in a row with Daniel :)
After 12 too-short weeks, tomorrow will be my first day as a working mom. This day seemed so far off back in July but then time just sped up and carried us into October. The days at home often felt long but the weeks seemed to go by in a blur.
I can't believe how much he's changed since he was born. In July we took home a newborn whose going-home outfit was too big. Now he's outgrowing his 3 month clothes (almost 2 weeks shy of that milestone, no less), holding his head up well, smiling, cooing, and now laughing. He's discovered his hands and feet and enjoys putting his hands in his mouth and grasping things. And lately, he's turned into quite the drooler too!
I have mixed feelings about going back to work. I don't really worry about how Daniel will do during the day because he'll be home with Kevin through the end of the year, thanks to paternity leave and saved up vacation time. So he'll still be in familiar surroundings and he'll get some good bonding time with Daddy. I'm sure the first few days will be a little challenging for both of them but they'll find their routine soon enough. Once January rolls around Daniel will spend his weekdays in the care of Kevin's mom so while he won't be with his parents anymore he'll still be with someone who loves him and getting one-on-one attention. So, I don't feel guilty about leaving him. He'll be in good, loving hands.
My job is also pretty conducive to a good work-life balance. I'm fortunate to have a job that is only 40 hours a week. I can get in as early as 7 am to be off by 330 so I still get the whole evening with Daniel. I don't ever have to take work home with me or work nights or weekends, and Grandma's house is so close to my office that it'll be easy for me to go see him at lunch if I want to.
So all in all I have the ideal scenario for a working mom. And I'm sure once we get into a routine it'll work out well. And of course, I have to say that I'm grateful to have been able to take 12 weeks off in the first place. Grateful that my employer was happy to give me the time off and even when the only other person who does my job announced his retirement just before my departure, my boss just brought someone in to cover for me and didn't pressure me at all to come back sooner. Grateful that we could afford to be without my income for 7 weeks. And that between paternity leave and our "granny nanny," Daniel gets to be cared for by family for as long as we want to. We are truly lucky for all of that.
All that being said though, tomorrow morning I'll get up, get ready, and feed Daniel. I'll hold him in my arms as he drifts back to sleep. If I have time, I'll hold him for awhile after he falls asleep before I take him back up to his crib. But then the moment I'm dreading will come. I'll set my peaceful, sleeping boy into his crib and...I'll leave and not be there when he wakes up.
There are some things I'm looking forward to though. I am looking forward to being able to actually sit down and have lunch at a reasonable time rather than having to shovel it down or eat really late because he didn't want to go down for a nap. I'll enjoy getting to see my friends again and the intellectual stimulation of work. Most of my maternity leave wasn't paid, so it'll be nice to be earning money again. And it'll be good for me and Daniel for me to get more comfortable with the idea of leaving him in someone else's care. I don't want to be one of those moms who can't trust anyone else with their child. I have a hard time with that now and I'm sure more time at home with him would only make me more that way. As satisfying as it is to be the person who can always soothe him, it's better for him if he gets used to being soothed by people besides me.
Tomorrow will be a hard day, no doubt about it. But all my working mom friends say it gets easier. And while I won't be there for him during the day in person, thanks to pumping he'll still be getting my milk for every meal. I'll be able to pump at work and I've already got a pretty sizeable stash of milk in our fridge and freezer, over 120 oz. Each morning and afternoon I'll take my pump bag to the unused supply closet that has been repurposed into a mother's room. I know some women hate pumping but I'm actually looking forward to it. It'll be nice to have that connection with him and know that even if I'm not there to hold him, I'm still able to give him the best food he can possibly get. For those pump breaks I'll get to emphasize the mom part of "working mom."
It'll be hard to get myself up tomorrow. But I'll have the reward of knowing that I might be home by the time Daniel wakes up from his afternoon nap. And just like I think many women build up labor pains in their mind to something much worse than the real thing, I'm sure the anticipation of separation is worse than the reality will prove to be. And in truth, Full-time Mommyland isn't a place I'd want to live. But it proved a pretty nice place to visit, and I'm proud to say I think I did pretty well there.
Last Saturday we took Daniel to the Addison Oktoberfest. While I was looking forward to going and enjoying some good food and beer, I was nervous about how Daniel would handle it. First, it was going to keep him out long enough that he'd need a nap and if he didn't get it he was sure to get cranky and off schedule for the whole day. Second, it was going to be hot and crowded, not an ideal condition for a baby. Third, Daniel's too little to ride in a real stroller so our only stroller option would be to put his carseat in the snap n' go carrier but he gets hot in his carseat so that didn't seem like a good option. So with a few reservations and our new Beco Butterfly II carrier, we set out for Oktoberfest. I figured we'd get to stay an hour, hour and a half tops.
I put Daniel in the Beco when we parked and we walked into the fairgrounds. So far, so good. We met Nicole and baby Alejandro there and on her smart advice we headed straight to the International pavilion to get into the air conditioning. I looked down to see that Daniel was sound asleep. Over the next few hours he stirred a bit but slept soundly. Whenever he would get a little restless I would just stand up and sway a little and he would settle back to sleep. Finally after about 2 hours or so he woke up and after eating in the carrier (add the International Pavilion to the list of places I've nursed now) and then hanging out a bit he had had his fill and we left. But we ended up getting stay for over 3 hours, much longer than I had expected. And he did fine the rest of the evening once we got home too.
It was our first extended use of the Beco and I have to say I'm quite impressed. Daniel was obviously quite comfortable in it and after wearing him all day I didn't have any soreness in my shoulders or back. And the hood helped protect his sensitive skin from the sun and gave him a darker space to nap in. We still love our ring sling but the Beco is a great addition to our babywearing line-up and should be more comfortable for Kevin to use too.
Today our little boy is 2 months old and he's doing really well. He had his 2 month check-up this morning and he's grown by leaps and bounds since his last check-up. At 2 weeks he was 7lb 8oz and 21 in. Today he measured in at 11lb 10oz and 23.5 in and 15.25 in head circumference. He gained over half his body weight in 7 weeks! He's around the 50% percentile on all his measurements and developing wonderfully. It's pretty satisfying to know that every ounce he's gained, before birth and after, is thanks to me. Little pat on the back for mommy!
Unfortunately he didn't get a great "birthday" present today. He got his first 2 shots. He was lying on the exam table smiling and cooing at the nurses then got a shot in each thigh, Hib in one and Pneomococcus in the other. He's been a little fussy since but he took a nice 3 1/2 hour nap this afternoon and after a bath this evening and he's been asleep since 7. Our doctor suggested trying to get him down for the night around 7 or 8 so we're trying that out tonight. Normally he'll nap on and off during the evening but not really go down for a long stretch till about 11 or 12 but our doctor said in her experience, babies around this age either go down by 8 or not till around 12. So we'll see how it goes. Maybe he'll be sleeping 12 hours or so a night soon!
Following the good suggestion of our friends Charlotte and Alden we're taking a picture of Daniel every month on the 21st in his carseat so it's easy to see growth from one month to the next.
Here's his 1 month picture:
And here he is today at 2 months:
He is much bigger and more interactive than he was a month ago. What will he be doing at 3 months? Rolling over? Laughing? Can't wait to find out!
Since my 6-week postpartum checkup was last Friday I was thinking this was a good time to give a general "state of the union" update on how Daniel and I are coming along, him with his development and me with my recovery:
Daniel Recently we've really noticed how much Daniel has grown. 2 weeks ago we thought he had outgrown newborn size diapers so we went up to level 1, then decided we might have been a bit hasty so we got another round of newborn diapers. By the time we finished that pack though we knew he was ready for level 1. He's also wearing cloth diapers now too and while some of them seemed too big for him even 2 weeks ago they seem to fit better now. Going to give those another week or so to decide which brand we like best before ordering more, but soon we should be mostly in cloth.
Daniel has also graduated to 0-3 month size clothes. Last week we did a "farewell tour" of his newborn size outfits. To see how much he's grown, compare these two pictures of him in his going-home outfit:
This one was taken 4 days after he was born and the inseam, legs, and arms were all too long for him.
Last week the arms were the right length but the legs and inseam were looking short. He's also developing a little Buddha belly to fill it out. And as you can see, he's quite the active little guy!
In other exciting developments, he started smiling right around the 1-month mark. I have yet to capture it on camera but trust me, it's the sweetest, cutest thing you've ever seen. Add in the cooing noises he started making around the same time and it's a heartmelting combination. He is also starting to learn how to use his hands a little. He can grab a finger that's put on his palm and this morning he reached out and touched my face a few times. He doesn't have great control yet but I can tell he is beginning to make more voluntary movements instead of just reflexive flailing around.
Another happy development for us over the past 2 weeks has been a lengthening of his nighttime sleep. His 3am feeding has gradually shifted back to 4 and now 5 and sometimes later, and several nights he has slept for at least 6 hours at a time. We seem to be trending toward eliminating that middle of the night feeding, which will be great news for us. Our daytime sleep patterns are still evolving, but he will pretty consistently nap for around 90 minutes or so at a time in the morning and a few 1 hour naps in the afternoon and evening, though those are less regular.
In the past few weeks he's also begun to have some periods of quiet alertness when he's just looking around and taking it all in. He loves for me to talk to him then. I like to point out facial features on my face and then the same ones on his. I know he can't understand yet but never too early to start, right?
He has also gone from hating his bath to tolerating it to really enjoying it. Kevin fills the tub and gets in and holds Daniel, who smiles and coos. He seems to like having his body submerged in the water up to the shoulders and having water poured over him. His first baths we rushed to get through as quickly as possible but now we stretch it out for 15-20 minutes or until he starts to get fussy. He doesn't get dirty enough to need one more than a few times a week but since he likes them we'll try to give one almost every night. He also doesn't cry very often during diaper changes anymore like he used to. When he does cry now though, he tears up, which makes him look even sadder.
He's still a pretty easy baby and doesn't tend to be very fussy most of the time. That said, last week he was crankier than usual and this past Saturday night he gave my poor mother-in-law a hard time on her first babysitting gig. I had read that fussiness usually peaks around 6 weeks of age so I guess if that's as bad as it'll get, we have it pretty easy.
Me After putting my body through pregnancy, labor, and delivery, I'm happy to report that I'm pretty much recovered. I was a little nervous about how quickly the 37 pounds I put on would come back off but I'm now within about 7 pounds of my pre-pregnancy weight. I've still got a little bit of a belly and can't fit into my normal size pants and shorts yet, but jeans one size up fit a little loose, and the other night I fit into a normal size dress. My goal was to be back to my pre-baby weight by the time I return to work October 12 and it looks like I have a decent shot of achieving that. Funny, in pre-baby times I'd have felt really out of shape at this weight but right now I'm thrilled with it!
I also have the go-ahead to resume exercise and in the last week I've rollerbladed 10 miles, run 2 miles, and rode my bike almost 5 miles. I overdid it going my normal distance when I rollerbladed so I decided to start with shorter, slower outings on my first run and ride. I definitely feel out of shape but exercise was a big part of my pre-baby life which I really missed as I got farther along in my pregnancy so it's nice to be able to do it again even if I'm not at 100%.
Aside the unfortunate brush with mastitis breastfeeding has been going well. We've come a long way from those first nursing attempts in the hospital when the lactation consultant had to coach me and it felt like every detail had to be exactly right in order to get a latch. In those early days I felt like I needed a spotter to guide me and an extra hand or two and I couldn't have any distractions. Now I can nurse him while working on a laptop and watching tv, eating a sandwich, or lying down in the dark. He's still not fond of the nursing cover I use when other people are around so that's something we'll need to get more comfortable with.
It still feels a little strange to me that "the girls" are actually functional now rather than merely decorative. It's like they've taken on a life of their own, and sometimes that can make things rather inconvenient. But it's nice to watch Daniel grow and know that I'm directly responsible for all of that growth. And as a wonderful side bonus breastfeeding burns 600 calories a day. That's like an hour's worth of pretty intense cardio, just for sitting and watching tv!
