March 30, 2011

Wednesday:

I swear, as soon as you think you have it figured out, babies will turn everything around. It's like they know or something. I tend to believe that consciously think, 'oh, this isn't supposed to be this easy for you, let me make it more difficult and decide to (fill in the blank)'. At least, I believe my daughter does. She's a pretty easy baby, I hope she doesn't read this and decide to make things more difficult, but for the most part, we've figured everything out, until she changes it. Yesterday with nap was pretty out of the ordinary, which things haven't changed by the way, and I refuse to have her sleep only in her swing, but I dare not put that in writing as I may leave that train of thought in the future, but let's talk talk feeding. So, she'd had issues since birth. She had some weird gland 'salivary duct' is what I think they called it that was clogged and caused her not to feed effectively so that landed us back in the hospital. Breastfeeding was a nightmare, then once we bottle fed the homemade formula, we thought we were golden. We even have this 'every 4 hour routine' that is 'recommended'. Now, she's decided, 'I want you to hold me for the first 4 or 5 ounces, then please put me down so I can finish the rest.' Yup. She will cuddle and eat just fine for about half the bottle, then squirm, I'll burp her, when I try to put the bottle back in, she arches her back, flails her arms, hits the bottle (which usually at this point is flying out of my hands dripping all over everything near) fusses, and tries to roll off my lap. So, I put a pillow on the floor in front of me, lay her on it, hand her her bottle, and she eats. Peacefully, still, calmly. Weird. But ok. I think Le Leche League would be on my case for stopping pumping first off, now I'm abandoning their concrete rule of 'feeding is social, you should always hold your baby'. Yeah, well, you do that, and see how that works out, and if you can figure it out, please tell me. Thanks! Until then, I'll snuggle, talk to, cuddle her till she starts to flail, and then put her down and let her independence have it's way.