I took a blogging break to get to know Nicholas and get into the swing of this mommy thing.
Since my last (very "debbie downer") post I have come to terms with his birth and let myself grieve the natural vaginal birth I wanted but didn't get. After a few weeks, I finally got into the breastfeeding groove. There were days when I wanted to hang up my boobs but its gotten much better and while I still feel very bovine, I am no longer stressed and overwhelmed about being his main source of nourishment. I have been pumping at bedtime while Peter gives him a bottle. Its a nice break.
At his one-month pediatrician appointment he weighed 9lbs 15oz, 11lbs 7oz at his two-month appointment, and 13lbs 1oz at his three-month appointment. He's perfectly average in the 50th percentile all around. He holds his head up, smiles, "talks"... a lot!, and just warms my heart. Knock on wood... he sleeps through the night and if he wakes up, he goes back to sleep without any help from Mommy. I hope that lasts!
This week was my first week back to work. I am holding up surprisingly well. Sunday night was rough - a few hysterics in the shower - but other than that, I'm ok. Its unavoidable, I need to work. So I suck it up and get on that train every morning. It is the hardest thing to do, but I do it to keep a roof over Nicholas' head. I was able to shift my hours from 9-5 to 8-4. That little hour means so much.
This week was also "Daddy Daycare". Peter is an awesome Dad. He was a little cranky the first morning or two, but quickly got into the swing of things... just in time for his week off to be over and for Nicholas to go to daycare.
That's all I can comprehend to put into a post right now. I hope to post more often... at least once a week.
