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... of exactly two weeks!

Abram says: "What? I'm two weeks already?".

Quinn and I were talking this morning and it's weird to think back to our life before this guy. We feel like we've known him forever. We don't ACT like we've known him forever, though. This is evidenced by the fact that we are still worried about every little thing he does. His cough seems to have diminished in frequency, which is a huge answer to prayer. It sounds so rattly and sad when he does it, so hearing it less often has made my heart a little lighter.

At this point he should be back to or surpassing his birth weight. However, this is not the case with our little man. He was 6 lbs 14 oz when he was born, 6 lbs 7 oz when we left the hospital, 6 lbs 9 oz at 4 days, and 6 lbs 10 oz yesterday. The doctor and the lactation consultant were very worried about this, which made me cry, because they said that he just wasn't getting enough to eat. It's hard to tell how much they are getting from you when you breast feed, so you just assume that they are going to stay awake until they aren't hungry anymore. Maybe it's my baby, or maybe it's all babies, but this one falls asleep about five minutes after starting. We try everything to wake him up and often resort to stripping him down to his diaper. :( But we started giving him a bottle yesterday and he took all he was supposed to. So, apparently, it's my fault. Makes me feel like a failure. BUT, on the bright side, it seems like it's making him a better feeder when I do it AND Quinn gets to take over some of the late night shifts almost completely! This is very awesome, as my dark circles have become an inextinguishable part of my appearance. When Quinn's done feeding him, he almost always reaches for the camera and gets a sweet picture.


At any rate, he's still cute, he's just too little.
"Who are you calling little?"

Our friend, Sarah, brought us an excellent dinner and got to be a nice healthy-holder reprieve for the Babram. We hope to be more healthy-holders for him within a day or so. Definitely on the uphill from the colds. Just praying that he's not on the downhill... Wouldn't mind some prayer support. We'll let you know when it's answered!
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  1. ThriftyArmyWifeDecember 1, 2010 at 7:17 PM

    Don't worry you're certainly not a failure. Reading this made me remember back to those days and when my little chuck didn't hit his birthweight and lost more then he was supposed to. I used to get so frustrated with him falling asleep and actually used to nurse for 5 mins and then pass him to Jake to "wake him" because for some reason he was better at it and we would just go back and forth. It'll get better. See ya Friday!

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