Eating: Luckily we both took to breastfeeding really well and until 3 weeks Fletcher ate every 2.5 hours on the dot. After his 3 week visit he was gaining enough weight so we moved the schedule to every 3 hours. I also started pumping at 3.5 weeks and at first it was just one pump per day with Jared giving him a bottle for his last feeding before bed. But around 4 weeks he started to scream before and just after latching and we never knew if it was going to be a good nursing session or a frightening one. So we switched to the bottle full time and never looked back. He is much happier with the bottle, probably because he gets it faster and at a more consistent rate. We also never did on demand feedings. We tried to stick as close to the schedule as possible. Now, if he were going through a growth spurt or wanted to eat early obviously I fed him. I quickly learned when he was hungry versus tired.
One Month Picture Recap:
|came out expecting some answers|
|mama's push present. Jared's birthstone (garnet) and diamonds. red and white for life ;)|
|stole mom's heart|
|met the fur brothers|
|battled some serious baby acne|
|found out Aunt Jules and Uncle Will are having a BOY aka Fletch's bff!|
|mastered the stank face in several different forms|
|slept. a lot.|
|bonded with my best friend, dad|
Two Month Picture Recap:
|grew. a lot.|
|attended uncle Michael's graduation|
|twinned with dad|
|mom's first Mother's Day gift|
|first trip to the beach|
|bath time serenade|
|grew some more|
|told mom how much I hate tummy time|
|hung out with dad before work|
|flirted with the Dr. at my 2 month check up|
|mastered the art of blowouts|
Biggest things I learned from my first two months as a parent:
-a good lactation consultant is worth their weight in gold [Raleigh friends, Heather at Pediatric Partners is ahhhmazing]
-having a mom friend who is similar to you is the best thing you could ever ask for [Thank you Jessie times a million! You, my friend, are wonderful]
-babies cry. Sometimes a lot and sometimes for no reason at all.
-finding support in each other even when said baby is screaming in your ear every night for two weeks straight from 7:30pm-9pm [Jared, you are a trooper. Thank you for dealing with me and all my crazy antics and questions about swaddling and scheduling even though we both have no clue what we are doing half the time. There is no one else I'd rather be with in a zombie apocalypse]
-a positive attitude is a saving grace. Yes, some days are wonderful and Fletcher sticks to his schedule to a tee. Other days are shitstorms (literally) where he wants to cry a lot for no good reason and be held all day [luckily these are seldom]. For me it was taking a deep breath, smiling at my sweet sleeping baby (who refused to nap in his crib for the third time that day), knowing dad will be home to help soon, the day will end and we would get to restart in the morning. It is all a season and one day I will want all that craziness to return.
-people tell you about the love you will have for your child but there is nothing that will prepare you for it. It is this amazing, all-consuming, knock-the-breath-right-out-of-you, heart-swelling, gut-busting, every-second-of-every-day, kind of love.
Fletcher James, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are truly a blessing to me and your dad. I pray that I am the best mother I can be for you.