Tuesday, January 27, 2009

summer dreamin'

In the midst of a snow and icy storm, I find myself daydreaming of visiting the beach with Story. I simply cannot wait to see her sit in the sand, wriggling her toes and grasping at it. It's going to be SO amazing.

And not to mention the fashion! Not only am I going to get a fancy pin-up bathing suit, but miss Story will need her first bathing suit as well! Of course, she'll wear it like three times, but no matter! I've already found one I love at Old Navy and it's nice and cheap, too!



There's a bunch of "UV Guard" suits at Babies R Us and, though I understand the benefits, it just reminds me way too much of the "indoor kids." They were basically full bodysuits for babies, which just seems way too restrictive for me. Yes, I understand that UV protection is important, but I'll do that with lots of sunscreen. She needs to feel the sea air on her skin!

Sigh, only a few short months and we'll be past the freezing cold.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

one week back

I've been back at work for approximately one week now and things are going pretty well. I'm finding that life is pretty darned hectic and I do miss being with Story all day long, but thems are the breaks. Having to work, due to all sorts of big, adult responsibilities I have make me have no choice but to suck-it-up and go back, even though there are times I really wish we had the money for me to be a stay at home. But whatever, there are perks, too. For starters, I appreciate Story SO MUCH more now that I don't see her all day. I pick her up from daycare and just think of how much I love her and want to spend every minute with her.

Speaking of daycare, Story loves it there. LOVES it. Like, for instance, the other day she cried when I took her out of Miss Brenda's arms so she could go home. And to see the way she follows the other kids with her eyes. She's in heaven :) Though I know she misses me, too, because she SMILES and SMILES when I come to pick her up.

I have a feeling that my weeks will just fly by me from here on out. I'm already feeling wistful at the fact that it feels like I blinked and she's three months old. It's a bit startling to know that in another blink she'll be on solid foods. My my, so crazy!

Monday, January 19, 2009

well, it's official

I will have to start supplementing Story with formula in the next few days while she's at daycare. I'm just not getting enough out of my pumping sessions and her stash has dwindled down to a two-day supply. Figuring that it's currently taking me 3-4 days worth of pumping to get two 8oz bottles for her daycare, my time is pretty much up.

I'm still going to continue to pump all day at work and only breastfeed her when she's at home, in hopes of getting my supply back up. Hopefully, I'll be able to increase my yield enough that she can be taken off formula in the next few weeks (crosses fingers). I was pretty down about this yesterday, as I tried so hard all weekend to pump and store enough milk, but my yield is dropping again (which I really think is due to her going through a growth spurt- she's stopped sleeping through the night and is feeding all the time again), so I barely got 8 oz the whole weekend :(.

I did some meditating on this yesterday and I've come to terms with it. Let me say that I really don't have a problem with formula feeding, though I know it seems different from ready my frantic posts in this blog. I seriously have no issues with it. It's just that I set myself a goal to only breastfeed Story and, because I'm both an over-achiever and sore loser, it's been really hard for me to back down. I feel like I'm failing Story, Tim and myself by just not getting enough milk to feed her at daycare. I know it's not my fault, that a lot of elements led to this eventuality. But in the end I have to do what's best for Story and my sanity, so that means breaking out the formula we got for free at the hospital (what a racket) and supplementing as long as is necessary.

Thanks to all of you for your support in this crazy mess. I really appreciate it.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

medical pet peeve

As a member of PR/Marketing for a hospital, I work on campaigns that teach patients to "Speak Up" about their healthcare. Our hospital is dedicated to empowering patients to tell their caregivers when they have an issue or think that they aren't being given the best level of care. Because, though doctors and nurses are incredibly smart, sometimes the patient can give valueable info that can positively effect their outcomes.

My whole experience with breastfeeding has been really rough. Partly because I am a first time mom and, though I went to classes and got books, I didn't have a great grasp on how this whole thing works (not to mention it's a learned skill). I did, however, take a class at my hospital that equated to little more than a militant lactation consultant telling us how breastfeeding is SO GOOD for you and that you can't, Can't, CAN'T do formula or you are, in essence, a terrible parent. She gave us techniques for breastfeeding and talked about "emptying yourself" but never talked about how long you should feed, how to deal with "sleepy babies" (which are common with c-section deliveries) nor did she address any of the health issues you may encounter that inhibit breastfeeding (plugged ducts, thrush, mastitis, etc.). I think this was because she was worried that this info would scare women off even trying, as it's hard stuff. But still, an educated woman is an empowered woman.

Then, the nursing staff was totally 20 years outdated on their nursing support while I was in the hospital. Telling me, in effect, that my baby feeding for 5 minutes total every two hours was totally fine (the norm should be at LEAST 15 each side, or 30 minutes or more on one side), which resulted in my milk supply being hindered and Story losing more than 10% of her bodyweight while in the hospital. Because of this, I had to bust my butt to get my supply back up.

On top of this, the nurses didn't listen to me when I told them my catheter was backing up, causing me to have a very painful UTI.

Then, finally, my "breast infection." When I first contacted my ob/gyn, the nurse insisted it was an infection. But I told her it didn't seem like mastitis (I googled it and the symptoms didn't match up) and asked if I should be examined. She said it was just an infection , that I should take the meds, use the cream and only pump that side. She also told me I couldn't store my milk from that breast, as it could cause reinfection. When the meds seemed to not be working and my supply greatly decreased, I finally called and insisied on being seen.

So, what did the OB do? Took one look at me and said, "You don't have mastitis. That's a clogged duct. That's why your meds didn't work. The onway to solve the problem is nursing. " So, basically my pumping, dumping and antibiotic taking was for nothing. If I had been seen like I asked and properly diagnosed, my supply wouldn't have diminished so much and I could have cleared this up a week ago. As it is, I'll be lucky if I can get my supply up enough again to continue exclusively breastfeeding her.

It just makes me so mad when I'm not listened to. Especially when the OB shrugs and says, "well, you can just quit if you want."
NO, I shouldn't have to quit breastfeeding because YOUR staff doesn't listen, because your practice is so large and busy that you'd rather give me meds than actually examine me.

ok, end of rant.

going back

I go back to work tomorrow. Part of me is so excited to get back to my career and have real grown up interaction. I've been really missing my job, my coworkers and the buzz of being a part of a marketing department. I miss creative meetings, ad campaigns, going to the coffee shop with my coffee buddy... all of it.

But I'm so sad about my maternity time ending with Story. Although being inside a lot due to breastfeeding and the season has driven me nuts, I just love her so. Being home with her has been such a lovely experience. I'm already heartbroken about the milestones I'll miss. And her smiling, happy periods during the day. I wish I could compromise and somehow work at home with her.

Oh well, life goes on. I'm gonna try to enjoy our last day of leave together by lounging around and enjoying her presence.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

so close...more TMI fun

I really am so close to quitting breastfeeding. I am trying SO HARD to stay the course, but this is crazy. My breast infection is only slightly less painful, even after five days on antibiotics. I'm no longer crying while nursing, but it's still so painful that I can only stand a few minutes before wimping out. This is seriously some of the most intense and awful pain I've ever experienced. Well, next to the c-section :)

I'm just so depressed that my antibiotics seem to not be working. Usually it takes several days for antibiotics to work for me, but this time they just aren't kicking in. My life has also gotten extremely harder due to this infection, as I now can only feed on the left side AND I have to pump the right every time I feed on the left to make sure my supply stays intact.

Now for a major whinefest... throughout the course of pregnancy and mother hood I have dealt with the following:

*UTIs for the first time in my life
*Ridiculously swollen legs, feet and sometimes hands
*A c-section I wasn't expecting
*Horrible breastfeeding info from nurses once Story was born that resulted in low milk levels, when combined with my c-section drugs
*A sleepy baby who didn't gain enough weight due to poor breastfeeding practices on my part and c-section meds
*Another UTI I got in the hospital from my surgery recovery
*A breast infection that makes breastfeeding the worst pain ever

I know, I know, women go through a lot of crap. And there are many bullets I dodged, thanks to luck of the draw. But still, that's a long list!

I know I really want to breastfeed Story, but honestly... that formula keeps looking better and better...

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Do You Like Jeopardy?



Fresh off the camera. Taken moments ago.

I Miss You

I never realized how lyrics to Bjork's I Miss You totally hit the mark on how I felt when I was pregnant.




I miss you
But I haven't met you yet
So special
But it hasn't happened yet
You are gorgeous
But I haven't met you yet
I remember
But it hasn't happened yet

And if you believe in dreams
Or what is more important
That a dream can come true
I, I will meet you
I was peaking

But it hasn't happened yet
I haven't been given
My best souvenir
I miss you
But I haven't met you yet
I know your habits
But wouldn't recognize you yet

And if you believe in dreams
Or what is more important
That a dream can come true
I miss you

I'm so impatient
I can't stand the wait
When will I get my cuddle?
Who are you?
I know by now that you'll arrive
By the time I stop waiting
I miss you


random thought.

I am trying SO HARD

I am trying so desperately hard not to give up on breastfeeding right now. I have an infection of the ta-ta (yeah, TMI I know), am in a great deal of pain, am totally stressed out and, as a result of all this, have had to halt my storing of milk for going back to work.

I am currently doped up, on antibiotics, have to use a bizarre cream and have now had to add in both sterilizing my pump after every use (I was cleaning it with anti-bacterial soap and all 1x/day, but that's no good) as well as had to master feeding Story while pumping at the same time, no easy task.

I just feel like breastfeeding has been SUCH an uphill battle for me. I think it is for a lot of people. But right now I feel like every time I win one fight, I find a whole new, worse opponent just around the corner.

My goal is to breastfeed Story for at least a year. If I can make that, I am going to seriously shout for joy at this point. I feel like I'm at the point of just going day-to-day, trying so hard not to give up and reach for some formula.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

just no fair

It's just not fair. Now that I'm about to go back to work in a week, Story has become just the BEST baby to be around. She and I spend our days eating, playing and cooing, watching TV, playing with developmental toys. She takes regular naps, even will nap in her swing without complaint... she's just a treasure.

Why is it that I can't just stay at home and enjoy her? Well, I probably COULD if I really wanted to, but we'd have to sell the house, a car, all that. No, I love my career and I am excited about getting back to it. But part of me is so upset that I have to go back. I will miss her amazing personality every minute I'm away from her. She's just magical.

I know that in the years to come, she'll be even more incredible every day. And I'm so excited for her going to daycare. My lovely friend, Toya's, mom will be watching her and I'm just sure she'll make lots of new friends and adore her caregiver. She's so social that I'm sure daycare will be tons of fun for her.

I just can't wait until I have more leave stored up again and I can take some days with her. She's just so fun now.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Story has a boyfriend!

So, I finally got the courage to attend a Baltimore Natural Mothers/Attachment Parenting Meetup Group this afternoon. I've kept meaning to attend, as I am in some dire need of having some moms to hang out with in the area. But even though I'm usually a social animal in other situations, for some reason I've been terrified about meeting and hanging out with other moms. I guess I just sometimes feel so clueless as to what I'm doing, no matter how much I research, that I am afraid of hanging around other moms and looking like a total dolt. But I finally pulled myself by my wussy little bootstraps and went out.

And it was a ton of fun! It was a very low-key hangout, with nice snacks (must remember to contribute in the future!) and a cool gal talking to us about chemicals in baby products. It's pretty disturbing that the U.S. sells products that are known to be harmful to children, including baby care products that have icky stuff in them. She also educated us on the Kid Safe Chemicals Act, which urges the U.S. to stop allowing companies to put toxic chemicals in home cleaners, detergents and body products.

But probably the best part was that Story got a boyfriend! This awesome mom was there with her little boy, Lief (of COURSE I can't remember HER name... it's terrible. SEE why I'm so afraid of making friends?) who just so happens to be about a week older than Story. So now, by default, they are boyfriend and girlfriend. Their first date was very romantic- lots of drooling, staring at shiny lights, looking at shadows and ignoring each other. I think they're off to a great start!

And I came home to the Ravens versus Dophins, with the Ravens winning so far!

It's been a pretty good day. If I didn't have thrush, it'd be much better, though. But oh well, you can't have everything, now can you?

TMI... so much pain

Yesterday evening, I started having pain while nursing on the right side. Over the course of the evening, it has turned into what can only be described as excruciating pain emanating from the right nipple every time Story feeds. It's so horrible that I've had to switch her to the left side and have resorted to using my pump to drain the right side and give it to her via bottle so I don't damage my supply. I hoped it was just a sore area or minor clogged duct, but it won't go away. Even pumping is SO painful, but it's way better than nursing.

I'm pretty sure that Story and I have thrush and will have to high tail it to her pediatrician for a check-up on Monday. This also means that I'll have to more than likely dump any milk I'm getting off my right (the most highly productive) side. I just can't deal with this, it's SO much pain. And combined with the fact that I'm still sick and sleep deprived, I'm just feeling so overwhelmed and upset.

Sometimes, I just want to give up on breastfeeding. I love the closeness and the benefits for Story, but it's been so problematic for me. And this pain is SO INTENSE and so horrible, I just don't know how long I can hold up.