Life with B
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theatokosWhen it comes to Bennett, Adam and I are pretty lucky. We've managed to keep living our lives - modified of course. Our personal spiritual practices are quite short, I'm lucky if I get 20 minutes of easy yoga 4 times a week and lucky if I get more than 5 minutes of meditation a day. We've managed to go out with friends, be spontaneous, and figure out a sleeping/feeding "schedule" that allows us some rest. We're especially lucky that B loves to be in the sling and will just conk out. But then... he also hates to be put down for too long. He LOVES being up close to one of us. It's incredibly sweet, but if I can manage to leave him in his basket I want more than that 20 minute window.
My patience is faltering. When does he get fun? He smiles rarely. He's alert a lot, but he's not interested in socially engaging yet. He is either chill and observant or crying. I know he'll get chipper on his own schedule, but it would be a nice incentive for me. It's hard to read about other people's babies being all cute and smiley and gaining weight, when B is still only 6 1/2 pounds. He's 8 1/2 weeks and still in premie clothes! Ack! I know... he's gaining on his own time. I can tell he's growing and developing. His alert times are more alert and he's grown out of his special goodmama-style premie diapers - only in length though, not in girth. I wonder if I'm going to have a string bean for a son!
Plus, the little guy is eating like there's no tomorrow. My boobs are getting sore. Yesterday I nursed him in between interviews (not so fruitful, sigh) and when we got home he nursed for 2 /12 hours straight! AAAAHH! And *then* he was still hungry! I was close to tears because I so worn out so I went to bed and Adam ended up feeding him 6 oz of formula in an hour. Holy COW. And because of the constant eating he's wetting more often and in greater volume so I'm doing laundry just about every day. I should've gotten more diapers!
The pediatrician said she expected B to catch up size and weight wise by 6 months. That's only 4 months away and I wondered how that would be possible. .....by spending the next four months in a feeding frenzy, that's how!
My patience is faltering. When does he get fun? He smiles rarely. He's alert a lot, but he's not interested in socially engaging yet. He is either chill and observant or crying. I know he'll get chipper on his own schedule, but it would be a nice incentive for me. It's hard to read about other people's babies being all cute and smiley and gaining weight, when B is still only 6 1/2 pounds. He's 8 1/2 weeks and still in premie clothes! Ack! I know... he's gaining on his own time. I can tell he's growing and developing. His alert times are more alert and he's grown out of his special goodmama-style premie diapers - only in length though, not in girth. I wonder if I'm going to have a string bean for a son!
Plus, the little guy is eating like there's no tomorrow. My boobs are getting sore. Yesterday I nursed him in between interviews (not so fruitful, sigh) and when we got home he nursed for 2 /12 hours straight! AAAAHH! And *then* he was still hungry! I was close to tears because I so worn out so I went to bed and Adam ended up feeding him 6 oz of formula in an hour. Holy COW. And because of the constant eating he's wetting more often and in greater volume so I'm doing laundry just about every day. I should've gotten more diapers!
The pediatrician said she expected B to catch up size and weight wise by 6 months. That's only 4 months away and I wondered how that would be possible. .....by spending the next four months in a feeding frenzy, that's how!
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Date: 2008-07-22 03:25 pm (UTC)Sorry you've been overwhelmed. I know it is really hard to have any type of logical train of thought when you have children, ESPECIALLY when said child(ren) are in your presence. I think its natures way - to block out any thoughts that interfere with our instincts to care for our child(ren) and nourish/protect them 24/7. Its hard to fight!
I'm sure you'll find a reasonable balance soon enough.