And because whats a post from me without talking about boobs??? Breastfeeding HURTS!!! I mean not forever but that first week it's brutal shit. I was looking up some info on latches cause I got all psycho and thought I was doing it wrong and everything I read told me it wasn't supposed to hurt. My scabbing, blisters and blood are all gone and now it doesn't hurt but it sure as hell did. I call so much bullshit on those hippy ass websites. Those bitches must have some tough ass titties. AND then to top it off last week I got a sample kit of formula in the mail. Obviously those jerks get your address from something baby and send it at the ideal time, like right as you get into that depression and your boobs hurt, and you're tired. Its criminal I tell you. Formula is great if you need it but for a tired mom maybe struggling with breastfeeding having that show up on your doorstep is cruel.
Last night I had a major freakout cause over the past few days I noticed my nipples were really pink and Otto has a nasty diaper rash. Both signs of thrush. I made a quick solution of grapefruit seed extract and water and started using it on myself and Otto last night. His rash is totally gone, my boobs not so much but I'm hoping if there is any yeast on there it will take it out. He has also been screaming like a mad man when he is on my boob. I'm like 99% sure it's because my letdown is super fast and he gets totally pissed off but I also kept thinking it could be from the thrush and that he is sore. No thrush no thrush no thrush!
Besides the normal adjusting and emotions all over the place I'm loving having this little guy around. He is still as sweet as can be and cuddles like no other. He's starting to throw me a few smiles but mostly keeps a pretty serious face. I know I constantly compare it to the experience with Olive which is kinda unfair as they are so different but it's also the only thing I know and have as a reference. I'm still trying to take it all moment by moment as some days are just really hard. This morning was one of them. It got to be 11am and I still couldn't manage to get in the shower or get Olive dressed. Some days will be like that and I'm learning to just go with it and be patient when sometimes I just want to scream. Blake has had a crazy last week with work and also taken on some side retouching which means when he comes home he pretty much has to go on the computer and get to work. We need this extra money so bad and I'm extremely thankful for it but that means I get no break at all. Between bath time, dishes, and putting Olive to sleep it's a lot and I get tired. I know its temporary and Blake is probably beyond tired too but sometimes timing is kinda a bitch ya know? I didn't mean for this post to be all whiny but sometimes it just happens.
|my sweet ride. kinda loving the skateboard attachment on my bugaboo.|
|fancy grilled cheese.|
|her first wii game.|
|beach day. max and bailey.|
|first beach day for this little guy.|
|singing rockabye baby.|
|the wild and the mellow.|
|working blake, stacking olive.|
|obsessed with shadows these days. she sleeps with a flashlight so she can make shadows on the wall. whatever works.|
|sassy at tap class.|
|first day of summer.|
|visits from tamar.|
|first sushi, first beer.|
|jessicas baby shower and the babes.|
|otto and stryder enjoying the baby shower.|
|chickens and pup.|
|a lot of this going on.|
|whipping up some chocolate chip cookies.|
|they are getting very comfortable.|
|sweet notes attached to my shot of espresso.|
|relaxing cup of coffee.|