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Days of our lives

The boy has become a perma-latch – he is always on the breast.

Today I got 4 solid hrs sleep after James got up – I had pumped 6oz’s for the occasion. This should have been enough milk for more than 4 hrs but not for Andrew. He was just gulping down his last few sips when I got up!

We had some lunch, Andrew of course fed again, then we got ready and headed outside. It was such a nice day, mild and very sunny. We went to a few stores to run some errands. Safeway was our last stop before home. About 10 mins in, Andrew was hungry. I am comfortable feeding him most public places but Safeway isn’t one of them. There is nowhere to do it and don’t suggest the washroom because the bathrooms there are eery, not to mention a cesspool of germs!

So we quickly dashed through the busy store (I felt a bit frazzled), then James dealt with the groceries while I took the boy outside.

Recorder Man happened to be there and recognized me so he came over to see Andrew and played him a tune to try to …

My sweet babe

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Nap time never lasts!

FINALLY Andrew is down for a nap. How long it will last, only he knows.

I love spending time with him – my absolute favourite thing is when he gets all settled on my chest in his fetal position and drifts to sleep cuddling me like that. I cherish those moments most of all because it won’t be long before he no longer goes into that position. It’s the sweetest thing in the world when he’s like that, I can’t explain why I feel that way – I just do! He’s already beginning to stretch his legs out more and more and I know that while we still have TONS of cuddle times left in our future, it’s not going to be quite the same.

So I feel a bit guilty when I feel like I want to be doing something other than spending time with him. I want him near me all the time but sometimes I want to be able to just get up and stretch my legs (being a couch potato isn’t as glorious as it might sound!) or heaven forbid, get something to eat. It’s SO hard finding the time to eat much at all because it alw…

It was a long day today, at least as of about 3:30 this afternoon…

My aunt was supposed to come over tomorrow but she called this morning and suggested today instead because it was supposed to be sunny today but raining tomorrow. Our plan was to take Andrew for a stroll along the seawall to Stanley Park so it made sense to do so in better weather. So after changing our plans I gave Andrew a bath (he needed it after some massive and very messy poos!) and got us sorted for her visit.

We went for a long walk along the seawall – not long compared to what we’ve done in the past but long enough that we had just enough time to finish our outing without Andrew waking up.

When we got in the door, however, he was more than awake. He was fussy. Nothing pleased him. My aunt tried rocking him and cuddling him, I did the same, I fed him numerous times – nothing satisfied him. My aunt said that when my cousin was his age, he went through a phase for a few weeks where every day between about 4-6pm he was fussy just like Andrew was being. I know it is totally no…

Yesterday's news

Yesterday felt like a big day for us, especially since I was running on about 2 hours of sleep.

After the rigmarole of getting ready (which took a few hours, between the MANY feedings and getting the stroller out, changing Andrew, dressing him etc) we first headed to James’ work place to show Andrew to his co-workers. He slept the whole time! I was planning on feeding him at the office there before heading back out but he was so sound asleep there was no way he’d want to feed. So we headed up to Sears as our next stop. I wanted to get a few more receiving blankets for him and ended up also getting him a cute little outfit.

I had to get used to travelling with a stroller – I couldn’t take the escalator so I had to find out where the elevators were. They take FOREVER I quickly found out! But what can you do when you have no other option?! It was fun up in the baby department once I got there though. The saleswoman remembered me shopping there when I was preggers so she was qui…

It's all about the boy

Andrew has slept far too long this afternoon/evening – I have a strong feeling it’s going to be another sleepless night. We got out his chair thing that has vibration and music for the first time and he has really taken to it! We put the vibration on but our own music (Jack Johnson) and he was out like a light! He’s such a cutie pie. We watched an episode of 21 Jump Street and throughout I just kept sneaking peaks of his cuteness. He’s the sweetest little thing I’ve ever seen!

Today I managed a few hours sleep in the morning but not much. I felt so zombie like when I got up, a stark contrast to the night before. But oh well, what can ya do. We had some coffee and breakfast, I fed Andrew and we got ourselves sorted to go out. We decided to take him to Urban Fare to see how our stroller would navigate around that store. We walked along the waterfront to get there and he started bawling halfway there. He was trying to suck on his jacket so I knew it was hunger he was crying ove…

Window of opportunity

I got more sleep last night than I have in ages. I probably got about 2 hours through the night, then when James got up and took Andrew I got about 5 in a row. So 7 total – and that 5 solid hours was amazing. I actually felt groggy when I got up, which is something I haven’t felt for ages. Usually it’s more of a zombie feeling from not having slept much at all!

I could have slept a bit more but my breasts were so full and I felt desperate to feed Andrew to make them more comfortable! So I realized then that as long as I’m breastfeeding, I’ll never be able to sleep longer than about 5 hours at a time. But oh well, it’s worth it and 5 hours actually feels like a lot to me in a way (not that I wouldn’t enjoy more, but it’s far better than 2 or 3 hours!)

I got up and James was just heating the last bit of milk I’d pumped the night before, so I had him forget about that and I fed Andrew myself. It turns out he drank 3 ounces the first feed James did, then just over 2 ounces and was do…

In reply...

First of all, thank you for all your comments lately. Sorry I haven’t been replying to them – it’s not that I haven’t read them and taken them all in, I just haven’t had a chance to properly respond!

To comment on a few things though…

We did end up getting a pacifier for Andrew, though it’s not really recommended at this young an age. We’re only going to use it occasionally. I have always been dead set against the use of them – I didn’t have one as a child and I was fine without it. I don’t like the idea of having to wean a child off it when they’ve become ‘addicted’ so to speak. So he’ll only get to use it on occasion, but my god does it ever do wonders! He was bawling and I was feeding him to make him calm but after a while he was just latched on to suck but not for the milk – I knew he was just sucking for comfort. So instead of me being glued to the couch for him to just suck like that, we gave him the soother and he was calm as could be and I was even able to go have a bath …

Andrew's first 'playdate'

Andrew is feeding and I’m typing with both hands. I’m making progress!

Mind you, my back is starting to feel jarred from the way I’m having to sit to do it…6 of one thing, half a dozen of another I guess.

Anyway, I had a rough night in terms of waaay too little sleep. If I catch this little guy snoozing in a bit I might sterilize a bottle and do some pumping so James can feed him tonight while I get a bit of sleep. Just a nap for a few hours though – James’ cold is far worse than mine so I don’t want him up all night and not resting either.

Andrew’s cold got worse through the night and he was having a hard time breathing unless I held him upright so needless to say I couldn’t get much sleep myself. Then he was in his bassinet but by morning when James got up he was so stuffed up that he started crying, which of course just adds up to being more stuffed! Poor thing. After James and I had a bite of breakfast together, I got Andrew into the bed with me and he fed and slept off and on …

Life with baby

I feel like I’m slowly managing to get things accomplished in a day, beyond just the basics for Andrew. I would say at least 90% of my time, if not more, (ok, definitely more!) is spent with the boy, which is only natural and the way it should be! But I’ve had a list going in my mind of things that needed done and I feel like now I’m finally working on it.

When it comes to household chores not a whole lot happens (my dad was kind enough to do a major clean for us when he was over last weekend, so that helped out a lot!) But I’m talking things like writing out thank you cards for the gifts people got for Andrew and printing pictures to send along with the thank you’s. Seemingly simple tasks but it’s not always easy to find the time to do them. We got more photo paper when we were out yesterday so I’ve finally got the pics all printed. I just need James to sign the cards and I have to decide who’s getting what pics. Then they just have to be put in the envelopes, addressed, and …

Poor baby's got the sniffles

Andrew has his first case of the sniffles at just 3 weeks old. I feel so bad for him. His nose is so stuffed up but I can’t tell him how to blow it! I tried using a little aspirator thing to suction the mucous out but he got so upset with that, I had to stop trying. Poor little guy. It’s one thing that James and I are both sick – it’s not pleasant both having colds when we’re not used to getting sick at all, and on top of it trying to look after Andrew. But I feel worse for him since we know what we’ve got and that it will be gone soon, whereas for him, he’s probably wondering what the heck is going on – why can’t he breathe properly? He’s not eating much either because he can’t breathe well when he’s on the breast. So he’s been sleeping a lot and then later at night gets restless and upset.

He started getting the cold last night but it seems worse now. I feel like I should let him sleep cuddled up on my chest tonight so he’s upright and might be able to breathe a bit better. …

It's hard work being a new mom!

Now I think I have a cold/flu. Can’t I ever get a break?! It has felt like one thing after the other lately. My very first day completely on my own with Andrew and what does my body do? Get sick. Why, WHY??! I would be doing just fine if it weren’t for this. I’m in a routine with him and thought we’d be able to snooze together this afternoon so I could catch up on my sleep while he sleeps. Instead, I am lying there coughing and every time I do his arms flail up because I’m startling him awake. It’s so frustrating. I am desperate for rest and obviously it’s the only way I’m going to feel better but I still can’t seem to do it.

And I doubt there’s even anything I can take for it. No pill popping when breastfeeding! James is going to the pharmacy on his way home to see if there’s anything that’s safe. Even if just some cough drops for my raw throat.

I’m just so frustrated. I really do think I’d be managing just fine if it wasn’t for this nagging feeling in my chest. And I th…

No time to think up a title!

I don’t know how much time I have to write – Andrew has opened his inquisitive little eyes and is looking around. (Probably hoping to spy a nipple!) He’s such a cutie pie! I can’t get over his perfection!

My parents just left to go back to the island. When I went down to the parking garage to say goodbye, my mom started to cry and then I did too. I never cry around people, I am a very private crier and even at that rarely cry (save for lately what with the hormones and all!) My mom said, “Look what motherhood has done to you!” and it’s true – I tend to cry easier now. Of course, it is possible that it IS just the hormones and will taper off but truthfully I don’t know. I feel like I get more sentimental now and I don’t know if that’s going to change!

I am going to miss my parents immensely, especially my mom given how much time we’ve spent together lately. I’m going to feel so lonely without her company throughout the day.

Though I know I’ve got my little guy to keep me occupied…

A little sleep goes a long way...

Andrew is sleeping - part on me, part on the boomerang pillow on my lap. He’s being slightly fussy – sleeps for a few minutes, then cries for a top up of milk. Always with the topping up!! I think he needs a diaper change too. It really never ends! It’s true what they say, “There’s no tired like a mother’s tired.”

However, thanks to James (and my breast pump) I was able to get nearly 4 solid hours of sleep. That’s the most sleep I’ve had in a row since before Andrew arrived so it feels significant. Which is not to say I wouldn’t welcome another 4 hours…But I’ll take what I can get! It’s interesting because James said he was hoping I’d be asleep for a good 8 hours and I said I had a feeling I’d be lucky to get in the 4 hour range. I know my baby!!

I pumped milk in hopes Andrew would take to the bottle (not something we plan on doing regularly at this point but it was necessary if I wanted to catch up a bit on sleep). It took some trying but James managed with it. Unfortunately…

Cutesy Wutesy Baby!

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With Andrew currently feeding, I'm having to type with only one hand...so it's easier to post pics than to write much! I will say that tonight after N&M left, Andrew and I went up to my mom's suite to chat and watch tv (and stare at baby!) It was fun. Honestly at this point in time I wish my parents actually DID live that close by! I love our time together.

Ugh, Andrew just let one rip. One of his fave things to do: poop in a fresh diaper that he's had on for about 2 minutes. I keep telling him he's lucky he's so cute! Oh and he does adult sized farts now too, so big for such a seemingly little man!

Oh, and if I hear one more person say he looks JUST like James as if I'm not his mother I am going to blow a gasket. Yes, he most definitely resembles his dad. But surely he looks like me too, the person who did ALL the work in getting him here?!!

Anyway, here are the pics, in no particular order:








Finally time to post...

We’re all doing well, but I’ve been sooooo tired lately, I haven’t been able to write a single thing. I want to be documenting every little thing Andrew does and what we’re up to each day (although feeding, burping, changing, cuddling, Andrew sleeping and me not pretty much sums it up in a nutshell!) I wish I could find the time to write but with time I know I’ll be able to start fitting it into the day a little better. Once I get more used to being a zombie and being able to function as such…

Andrew is such a little darling! And I’ve been doing better – I haven’t cried in 3 days!! It’s been amazing. Part of that is probably because my mom is here helping me (now that James is back to work) out so I don’t feel totally isolated and alone. Although she’s staying in the guest suite in our building so she’s been good about making sure I’m doing things on my own to ‘prepare’ for what’s to come and is helping me out more when I ask. I’ve really been enjoying her company through the d…

There isn't time for much

From Jan 9…

Baby on one side of my lap, computer on the other. Ah, the life of a modern mommy! LOL

I’ve been pretty weepy today, but I’m plugging along. I’d be insane if not for the support of my wonderful husband. He truly is a gem! I don’t know what I’d do without his help. He is already such a great daddy and has done so much for me without complaining for a second. I’m really lucky to have him. I’ve talked to so many women who say their husbands were total deadbeats and wouldn’t even change a diaper, as if the whole job of caring for baby is up to the woman. Thankfully James doesn’t see it that way!

Right now Andrew is sleeping and we’re hoping to eat some homemade pizza James prepared and watch an episode of Heroes…let’s see if it can actually happen.

Jan 10…

We did manage to watch Heroes but afterwards I was up pretty much all night feeding…I’m exhausted and Andrew is sleeping at the moment so I’m going to take advantage and go try to have a nap before I go completely insane…

2 posts in 1

Written on Jan 7:

It’s strange how the outside world seems so foreign to me now. There’s this whole world outside our apartment but in some ways it feels like it’s not even there. As I was going to bed this morning around 7:30 (weird hours being kept these days) I heard the construction starting down the street and it reminded me that there are so many other things happening right now! I’m lost in my own little world at the moment. I imagine it will take some time to snap out of that. Especially given that we’re not too keen on venturing outside with baby for the first few weeks, given the terrible weather we’ve been having and not wanting to risk him getting infected with too many germs.

I’m feeling much better since last night so I’m hoping I am on the mend with my infection. If only Andrew would feed more – my breasts are so freaking full, they are killing me. It is NOT fun when the milk comes in, let me tell you. The engorgement phase sucks. No pun intended, haha! It’s lik…

The labour story...

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It’s hard to find the time to sit down and write these days. Baby takes up pretty much all of my time! I’m basically a milk machine now, at the beck and call of my little guy!

But it’s all worth it. He’s such a sweet baby! I just sit and stare at him in awe.

Before anything else, I want to record how my labour went…

Through the night Dec 31st (starting around 4:30am) I had a few contractions that were strong enough to wake me up. They were definitely mild in comparison to what was to come, but stronger than anything I’d felt before. I was meant to drink the Labour Cocktail at 7am that morning to try to help get labour going. I don’t think I actually needed to, given the contractions I’d had through the night. But given how anxious I was for baby’s arrival, I decided to take the concoction anyway. I was worried that the contractions would taper off and baby STILL wouldn’t arrive so I went for it. I drank it down and we waited.

I started feeling nauseous not too long after I finis…

We're parents!

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Andrew James was born at 3:50pm on Wednesday, December 31st, 2008 at St. Paul’s Hospital.

He weighed 8lbs 9 oz. He’s a big boy! To us he is tiny but anyone who knows babies says he’s quite a big guy. He’s got the Michelin tire arms and has some rolls on his legs too! He’s the cutest thing I have ever laid my eyes on in my life. I love him more than words could say!
The labour was the most intense thing I have ever gone through. I’m going to write more about it when I have more energy and time but trust me, it is forever etched in my brain. NOTHING can prepare you for the intensity of that kind of pain. Having gone through that, I honestly feel that I could do anything in this world – nothing could compare to that. No amount of torture, nothing. It was crazy intense! My labour was considered short – at about 7 hours or so, with only about 15-20 minutes of pushing at the end. I was so eager to meet Andrew that I pushed so hard, I heard one of the nurses say I was a pro! Well …