Maximilian, you are 9 months old!
This is one day late, but I had to mention that you got your first tooth today! It is the bottom right middle. You seemed very proud of yourself, and really you hadn't acted like your teeth are bothering you too badly.
We are still breastfeeding, but you are very adventurous in trying new solid foods.
Still taking 3 short naps a day usually. The first is about 1.5-2 hours after you wake up, then at 1, then at 4. You still wake up at least twice a night to eat, but you are so skinny that we are not going to take any steps to change that at this point.
You have been cruising around furniture for a few weeks now.
You definitely say "mama" and mean me, and seem to mimic us if we try to get you to say other things.
You love to roll a ball in front of you and then go chase it. It's adorable. You seem to be getting more used to the grass and are more okay with it touching you. You like to swing at the park.
You love cats and dogs and smile at them. You also smile at a lot more strangers.
You moved for the first time! We moved from big city to small town; a big difference. We now live in a much safer, quieter area. You stayed with Grammy and Aunt Mary Ann for a whole weekend while Daddy and I moved all of our things.
You are my little studly muffin and I love you!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Bloghop: Tools for Breastfeeding
Our breastfeeding relationship has changed quite a bit over the past nearly eight and a half months; and, naturally, so have our support tools.
A pillow. A basic, just-pulled-it-out-from-under-my-sleeping-fiancee's-head pillow. I didn't feel the need to spend the money for the Boppy or any other breastfeeding-friendly marketed pillow. And you know what, we did just fine. We used this for probably the first month or two.
Lanolin. Ohhh man, were my nipples sore and cracked the first few weeks.
People you know IRL who breastfeed/have breastfed or you know online that you can ask for advice. I was/am still in a BFing group on FB and I cannot begin to express how relieving it was to just read other women's stories when they were in the same spot as me.
Breastpads. I had an oversupply in the beginning. I leaked all the time, so I had to wear pads in my bra for about 4 months.
A breastpump. I went back to my college classes one week postpartum. I was freakin' insane. I went back to work at 9 weeks postpartum. I spent a LOT of time with my pump. Now, though, I am staying at home so I rarely ever use it.
A hands-free bra to go with your pump. I made one by cutting holes into a sports bra that hooked in the front. It was a lifesaver. Pumping is so much less daunting when you are able to do, well, anything besides pumping while you're pumping.
Freezer bags so you can build up your stash. My favorite bags are the Lansinoh ones.
A nursing sleep bra. I wouldn't need one except that if not enough pressure is my other breast while he's eating, it lets down as well.
Determination, patience, perseverance. I was very determined to breastfeed since before I even was pregnant. My perseverance came through sometime in those first few weeks when I resorted to telling myself, "Just one more feeding." And another. And another. However, my patience has needed the most work. Patience for my milk to come in. Patience for my baby to finish eating when I was utterly exhausted. Patience while I learned how to nurse in public comfortably. Patience while helping my boy to be patient for my milk to let down after he developed something of a nipple confusion. Patience while rebuilding my supply because of this confusion. Patience while my squirmy guy tries to look around the room, play with his toys, laugh at his dad while nursing. I'm always working on becoming more patient.
A pillow. A basic, just-pulled-it-out-from-under-my-sleeping-fiancee's-head pillow. I didn't feel the need to spend the money for the Boppy or any other breastfeeding-friendly marketed pillow. And you know what, we did just fine. We used this for probably the first month or two.
Lanolin. Ohhh man, were my nipples sore and cracked the first few weeks.
People you know IRL who breastfeed/have breastfed or you know online that you can ask for advice. I was/am still in a BFing group on FB and I cannot begin to express how relieving it was to just read other women's stories when they were in the same spot as me.
Breastpads. I had an oversupply in the beginning. I leaked all the time, so I had to wear pads in my bra for about 4 months.
A breastpump. I went back to my college classes one week postpartum. I was freakin' insane. I went back to work at 9 weeks postpartum. I spent a LOT of time with my pump. Now, though, I am staying at home so I rarely ever use it.
A hands-free bra to go with your pump. I made one by cutting holes into a sports bra that hooked in the front. It was a lifesaver. Pumping is so much less daunting when you are able to do, well, anything besides pumping while you're pumping.
Freezer bags so you can build up your stash. My favorite bags are the Lansinoh ones.
A nursing sleep bra. I wouldn't need one except that if not enough pressure is my other breast while he's eating, it lets down as well.
Determination, patience, perseverance. I was very determined to breastfeed since before I even was pregnant. My perseverance came through sometime in those first few weeks when I resorted to telling myself, "Just one more feeding." And another. And another. However, my patience has needed the most work. Patience for my milk to come in. Patience for my baby to finish eating when I was utterly exhausted. Patience while I learned how to nurse in public comfortably. Patience while helping my boy to be patient for my milk to let down after he developed something of a nipple confusion. Patience while rebuilding my supply because of this confusion. Patience while my squirmy guy tries to look around the room, play with his toys, laugh at his dad while nursing. I'm always working on becoming more patient.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Bloghop: Breastfeeding in Public Blooper
Breastfeeding in public was something I was nervous about when the boy was a newborn. I didn't do it much because I was unsure of myself. I just brought a bottle of pumped milk with if we went anywhere. Around 6 weeks of age I started to become more comfortable with it. We began nursing in public with a blanket over the boy, more because I'm nervous that he would pop off. These days, at 8 months, he doesn't really like being covered up anymore so I just have it around just in case.
Really, the only "blooper" I'd say we've had actually happened just yesterday. AJ, the boy, and I had just looked at a place we were interested in renting, about 2 hours away from where we live now. We had just gotten on the highway when the boy began screeching to tell us about his hunger, right as snow was added to the mix of 50+ mph winds.
There was no shoulder on the road, so I turned onto the first gravel road that I saw and pulled to the side. AJ got the boy out of his carseat and handed him to me. No sooner had we started nursing when I see a cop car pull up behind us and turn his lights on. I thought, "Really..." as I unlatched the boy and adjusted my shirt.
AJ said, "No, keep feeding him," but the policeman (who is probably in his mid-20s) was already up to the window.
I roll down my window and AJ jumps right in and says, "We're breastfeeding!"
The cop shifts his eyes sheepishly and says, "Oh, okay. Glad to see you're pulled over and not doing it while driving down the road!"
I say, "Yep, thanks."
Haha it was awesome.
Really, the only "blooper" I'd say we've had actually happened just yesterday. AJ, the boy, and I had just looked at a place we were interested in renting, about 2 hours away from where we live now. We had just gotten on the highway when the boy began screeching to tell us about his hunger, right as snow was added to the mix of 50+ mph winds.
There was no shoulder on the road, so I turned onto the first gravel road that I saw and pulled to the side. AJ got the boy out of his carseat and handed him to me. No sooner had we started nursing when I see a cop car pull up behind us and turn his lights on. I thought, "Really..." as I unlatched the boy and adjusted my shirt.
AJ said, "No, keep feeding him," but the policeman (who is probably in his mid-20s) was already up to the window.
I roll down my window and AJ jumps right in and says, "We're breastfeeding!"
The cop shifts his eyes sheepishly and says, "Oh, okay. Glad to see you're pulled over and not doing it while driving down the road!"
I say, "Yep, thanks."
Haha it was awesome.
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