So let’s get to the fun Aria updates! She is already 6 weeks old! My goodness that went by fast. She currently weighs a little over 9 pounds
and is right on target with her weight gain.
Most babies around this age eat every 2-3 hours. She eats every 3-4 during the day and 4-6 at
night. That’s not every night though. Sometimes she thinks night time is day time
and wants to stay awake all night. Those
nights are the unpleasant ones, but at least it doesn’t happen daily. She still loves her daddy snuggles most. When she lays on top of him, she sleeps for
so long. The past few nights she has
actually had some 8 hour stretches! It’s
really nice. I still have to get up to
pump or my breast will keep me up all night, but at least I get to go right
back to bed.
We’ve started getting more conscious smiles and not just the
sleepy ones. It’s so cute and I must
admit, I’ve teared up a few times seeing them.
Want to know something else that makes me teary eyed? Her farts!
Not because of the stink but because I am laughing SO hard at these “man
farts” that come out of this tiny little person. How is that even possible? She is her father’s daughter that’s for sure.
Haha!
This little girl is doing awesome during her tummy
time. She holds her head up for a long
period of time, turns it from side to side like she is supposed to and even
likes using her feet to push off. All
right on track for her age. The pushing
off with her feet makes me think she is going to be anxious to crawl when she
gets to that point. Oh no!
I call her my little bird.
When she is hungry she likes to peck at whoever is holding her. Searching for “the goods”. It’s very cute and very funny. While she is eating, we stop and burp her
occasionally and during those burp sessions, the pecking becomes intense. She will start going at your face! She has actually gotten my cheek a few times
and tried to start sucking on it. We
laugh every time she does this. I will
try and video tape her one day so you guys can see my little bird in action.
As I mentioned in my last post, I noticed that I never got
around to posting pictures of the nursery!
Here they are.
I feel like I got exactly the simple, clean and pretty
nursery I wanted.
Now that Aria is 6 weeks old it means returning to work is
coming soon. *sigh* I am already having
such anxiety about it. I am NOT ready to
leave her during the day. Isn’t that so
odd? As much as she can really drive me
nuts, I don’t want to be away from her.
I enjoy my breaks when Christian takes her, but after a while I start to
ask “Uhh… you sure you don’t want to give her back?” haha! Even when we took her to church for the first
time on Sunday (only for the first hour to hear a special person give a
talk). She was sleeping in her car seat
all quiet and Christian and I just kept staring at her wanting her to wake up
so we could take her out and snuggle her up.
We are suckers for sure. I think
she barely moved when we decided that definitely meant we needed to hold her.
The breastfeeding hasn’t gotten any easier. I still have my appointment next week with
the LC. Last time I was there, she
recommended I take Aria to the chiropractor so I did that yesterday. I had to wait until Christian could go with
me because I am a little afraid of them.
My dad used to go to one when I was little and he would take me with him. I would hate when they would adjust his neck. I would watch and be so terrified that one
day the Dr would accidentally snap his neck and my dad would die. I know… SUPER dramatic of me. Unfortunately, the fear never left. I was reassured there would be no “popping”
with Aria so I agreed to go. Guess
what?! It wasn’t so bad at all. As promised no popping. It was more like a little massage for her.
I am trying to not get my hopes up with this
appointment. I don’t want to get all
excited like I did last time and think this is going to fix the feeding issues
and we would live happily ever after. I
just want to make sure that I am trying everything and anything I can because I
know that if I don’t and I quit trying, I will regret it and beat myself up
about it. A lot of people say they had
issues with breastfeeding and then suddenly one day, their baby just latches
and everything works out. They even
forget the madness they went through at the beginning! I am crossing my fingers that will happen to
me… soon. Like tomorrow would be great. Ha!
I will make sure to let you know if the appointments helped
or not on my next post. I will also let
you know how our Thanksgiving went. Our
pediatrician made a suggestion of us not attending family gatherings or crowded
areas where people would be touching all over her until she is around 6-8
weeks. (When we went to church, we
guarded her. I think maybe 5 people got
to just see her.) That being said, we
are going to have to sit the big family Thanksgiving out. Boo!!
We will have to do something small with just us 3 (Axel will be with his
Dad). I did tell Christian he would have
to at least go get some pie or something!
It’s not Thanksgiving without all the Eagleston pies around! Actually, come to think of it… I just
realized I may not have many things that are my usual go to foods on
Thanksgiving! I have had to cut out
dairy. I stopped eating dairy a few
weeks ago because I read somewhere that some babies could be allergic to the cow’s
milk protein (not lactose) which causes them to fuss a lot. I am sensitive to lactose normally and while
pregnant I was SUPER sensitive to dairy in general so I figured I would try
cutting it out in hopes it would stop Aria’s crying. Guess what?!
Nope… it didn’t stop it. But it
has gotten a little better. She is
whiney and grumpy still but at least not screaming all the time. Hey! I don’t know if it’s the dairy, but it’s
not worth it to me to find out if it is.
They say the protein takes a while to get out of your system so it’s not
like I can test it for a feeding only. I
don’t miss much, but I do miss chocolate. *sigh*
Anyway, Happy Thanksgiving to all of you! I am thankful for all of my friends and
family. I am especially thankful for all
of you who commented or reached out to me after my last post. I felt supported and you made me feel normal
and less ‘broken’ for the struggles I had.
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