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... of doing it on our own

Quinn's mom leaves tomorrow. It's been such a blessing to have such amazing mothers who are so willing to help with whatever needs to be done around the house and with the baby. I've gotten too used to being able to pass the baby off to be weighed in the middle of a feeding or having my water bottle and my stomach constantly filled by someone other than myself. We are going to have a bit of a rude awakening when we have to do all of this officially on our own. But I have faith that if we made it a few days between parents, we will make it a few more.

The thing that's made it the hardest is the whole nursing thing. He's not very good at it, because he's kind of lazy. He's also a bit of a hard-gainer, like his parents. We have to force a certain amount of food in him to make sure that he's putting on weight. So we rented a baby scale from the lactation consultant, so that we know what he's getting. We weighed him naked today to see his actual weight and he is about 7 lbs 2 oz!! That means that, even if we are having a hard time getting food into him, it's getting there and doing it's job.

And people don't tell you how hard nursing is until you are balling in the middle of the night as your baby lays asleep in front of you and you can't get him to do anything. Then, all of a sudden, every mother you talk to has a story about how hard nursing was for them and their child for the first month or so. I talked to a friend today who said that nursing was harder for her than childbirth. I would have to concur. The epidural made the actual childbirth the cake walk of this whole situation. The after math has been so much harder. When you take into account the recovery pain in multiple areas, the nursing troubles, the lack of sleep, and the raging hormones, getting the baby out of my body seems relatively easy.

Well, enough about nursing (Although if you are a parent-to-be and you are reading this, I would highly suggest talking to someone and potentially taking classes about breast feeding before the baby comes. It's something I didn't think was that important and I totally regret not doing it now. Just saying...)

Now, really, enough about nursing. You probably came here to see some cute Babram pictures. Well, I am happy to deliver.

Grandma Gae (GG) and Abram being hungry.

Abram's recent visitors:
Cort Hascall. Abram was getting a little fussy at this point.
Cort's wife, Anna. Abram was a LOT of fussy at this point. Poor Anna. He was just very hungry.
Quinn's friend, Luis; who was best man in our wedding. Now he is holding our son!

Quinn sure loves his little guy. We are both so so glad that we are all over our sickness so that we can snuggle him a lot more :)
Side time to prevent flat head... although, flat head is still occuring...

My friend Kelli of Kelli Hindman Photography came to take his newborn photos yesterday. It was really early in the morning and we were very tired from a long night. Unfortunately, Abram was the least tired of all of us and didn't cooperate to the best of his abilities. But, I think we got some good shots. A lot of them were, selfishly, poses of him in things that I had made so that I might be able to sell them in my etsy shop. She got some of them edited so that I could share them and the rest will come to me soon (because she is amazing!) So I'll have more to post later, I'm sure. Here are two cute ones:

That's all for now. I only have an hour or so before this kid will probably want to eat again. Can't wait for that part of this cute little stage to be over. But I know it will go faster than I ever imagined and I should savor every moment, right? Well... I'll work on it.
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  1. Hungry HippoDecember 9, 2010 at 5:28 AM

    Keep plugging away at the breastfeeding. We have been having issues trying to get Lanie to wake up for feedings as well. At one point we had her undressed to her diaper and had a ice cube sitting on her skin and she refused to wake up!! She is starting to get better, and they all do as the get older. She will be a month this Saturday! Crazy how fast it all goes! So glad you are getting some help from a lactation consultant. Praying for you, Quinn, and Abram! -Jen (Heinly) Weiland

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