Nipple hickies suck
Dec. 16th, 2010 08:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rkoldToday we gave Adina her first bath in a bath tub, to be distinguished from just washing her with a face cloth. Dr. Sears had talked about babies not always liking baths, but I can share that Adina takes after her bath obsessed mother and loved it. We ended up using the shower on her a bit and she really liked that. It was all good because she was starting to smell like sour milk and yogurt and now she smells clean. It might have also helped with her dry skin. (we were just using plain water before and now we have actual baby soap)
My hand is making huge improvements. It sounds silly but the way I sort of have tracked improvement is in putting up my hair. On Thurs-Sun it was just excruciating to try to put my hair back in a ponytail. And slowly the last few days I have felt improvement and can now actually put my hair back without any twinges. I still have to watch things and be careful how I hold the baby, or well anything else, but I can use it, sort of again.
Overall, my mood is on an upswing and has been for a few days now here, but because I go dark so often because of just not having me-time anymore, I wanted to share some of the things that had been keeping me down sometimes.
I've been making a lot more milk. I was even able to bank 7.5 ounces into the freezer, which is always a happy thing. I now am averaging over 24 ounces and today have managed to make like 21 ounces and I still have at least one more pumping before midnight. I love when I make milk well, it always makes me feel so happy.
I think for me what is also really frustrating is having so many other people know about my nursing issues and constantly badgering me about them. Is actual physical nursing better... in some ways yes but in some ways no. It's great that Kennis is able to feed the baby and I am starting to think if we were nursing she wouldn't sleep as long as I would be constantly just nursing her and trying to sneak in hour long naps when I could. I would not be able to do little things like go to the grocery store, return baby gifts I don't like/are the wrong size (Wintery things in size 3-6 months do not need to be kept), or even get into the shower. Because we give her bottles we can make sure to give her quite a bit in each feeding, so she sleeps longer. It's getting annoying that every time my mother in law calls she asks how breastfeeding is going. On one hand I know she is probably being nice, but I just want to grit my teeth. I hate people who go on about how breastfeeding is easy and wonder how we could be having any issues. And I hate feeling pressure like I am some sort of failure because we are pumping. She *IS* getting breastmilk, I still make it, it still comes out of my body and has my antibodies and all those good things only I can give her. I do sometimes hate pumping as well, but I feel like it is working for us mostly and I hate feeling pressure. It makes me feel contrary.
I baked some gingerbread yesterday and I am hoping to make lemon or lime cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. It's like... now that chocolate is not working for me, I am trying to think about other desserts I can indulge in. But of course it is indulging in those which is keeping me fat as well as helping me to produce more milk. Maybe I would be less depressed about my shape if I had more new clothes which were flattering. I am sure there must be something out there that flatters me. I think if I could find more fitted tops it would help, that and actual comfy bras.
In other news, we are getting rid of our old dishes and switching to Fiestaware. I love all the bright cheerful colors and plan to get a mix of colors so I don't need to worry about something being discontinued.
My hand is making huge improvements. It sounds silly but the way I sort of have tracked improvement is in putting up my hair. On Thurs-Sun it was just excruciating to try to put my hair back in a ponytail. And slowly the last few days I have felt improvement and can now actually put my hair back without any twinges. I still have to watch things and be careful how I hold the baby, or well anything else, but I can use it, sort of again.
Overall, my mood is on an upswing and has been for a few days now here, but because I go dark so often because of just not having me-time anymore, I wanted to share some of the things that had been keeping me down sometimes.
I've been making a lot more milk. I was even able to bank 7.5 ounces into the freezer, which is always a happy thing. I now am averaging over 24 ounces and today have managed to make like 21 ounces and I still have at least one more pumping before midnight. I love when I make milk well, it always makes me feel so happy.
I think for me what is also really frustrating is having so many other people know about my nursing issues and constantly badgering me about them. Is actual physical nursing better... in some ways yes but in some ways no. It's great that Kennis is able to feed the baby and I am starting to think if we were nursing she wouldn't sleep as long as I would be constantly just nursing her and trying to sneak in hour long naps when I could. I would not be able to do little things like go to the grocery store, return baby gifts I don't like/are the wrong size (Wintery things in size 3-6 months do not need to be kept), or even get into the shower. Because we give her bottles we can make sure to give her quite a bit in each feeding, so she sleeps longer. It's getting annoying that every time my mother in law calls she asks how breastfeeding is going. On one hand I know she is probably being nice, but I just want to grit my teeth. I hate people who go on about how breastfeeding is easy and wonder how we could be having any issues. And I hate feeling pressure like I am some sort of failure because we are pumping. She *IS* getting breastmilk, I still make it, it still comes out of my body and has my antibodies and all those good things only I can give her. I do sometimes hate pumping as well, but I feel like it is working for us mostly and I hate feeling pressure. It makes me feel contrary.
I baked some gingerbread yesterday and I am hoping to make lemon or lime cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. It's like... now that chocolate is not working for me, I am trying to think about other desserts I can indulge in. But of course it is indulging in those which is keeping me fat as well as helping me to produce more milk. Maybe I would be less depressed about my shape if I had more new clothes which were flattering. I am sure there must be something out there that flatters me. I think if I could find more fitted tops it would help, that and actual comfy bras.
In other news, we are getting rid of our old dishes and switching to Fiestaware. I love all the bright cheerful colors and plan to get a mix of colors so I don't need to worry about something being discontinued.
