Oops, I forgot about this blog for awhile...But I've had stuff going on, forgive me. First of all, Otis is here! He came December 16th at 33wks and 4days. Read all about it here. He stayed in the NICU for four days and then was discharged just in time for Christmas!!
Things have been going really well, he's a good sleeper and overall very mellow. He barely opens an eye when his big sister screams an inch from his face. But the best thing is that he has taken to breast feeding like a champ! The first week was hard, we supplemented with formula while he was in the hospital and I had to pump every three hours to make sure my milk came in. It did. He still didn't get latching on though, so I was using bottles. I hated it. I hated having to pump, I hated the whole washing twenty pieces of plastic and sterilizing them and then being able to finally feed the poor kid.
But now, almost two weeks later, Otis is latching on and feeding. Sigh of relief! It is the most amazing thing ever. I didn't nurse Ingrid, and I never felt like I was missing out on anything. We certainly bonded just fine, and I always rocked with her when I gave her a bottle, she never was just given a bottle to hold by herself. But...this is different. Feeling every little tug, knowing I'm making this milk just for him, when he needs it. I feel a lot more emotional about it than I thought I would. To me, nursing this time around was just going to be cheaper. But I will be sitting there on the couch with Otis attached to me and I just smile. I don't know if it's just crazy hormones or what, but it makes me feel so happy that I can do this for him, I can nourish him.
I love that I can just hold him and feed him without any extra preperation. No bottles to mix, formula to measure, nothing to fumble around with. At 2am when he starts squawking, I just lift him from his bassinet and feed him, no big deal. If we're out and about and he gets hungry, I can feed him, whether I forgot the diaper bag or not. Cheap, convenient, and it makes me happy. Can't go wrong with that, can you? I just wish I had known what I was missing with Ingrid...