It’s hard to believe that two months ago I was enjoying a leisurely Sunday afternoon, totally unaware that in a few hours I’d be on my way to the hospital, completely dilated, not knowing how close I was to giving birth.
We’ve come a long way since then.
How I’m Doing
The last month has been a transition period into feeling more and more like my normal self. I started exercising again, which has been an incredible blessing and helps me feel so much better. When I’m tired, stressed, or overwhelmed by trying to balance everything in my life, exercising serves as a great release.
My body is slowly getting back into pre-pregnancy shape, but the scale is stuck. I weigh the same as I did at my one-month postpartum update, which is about 10 pounds heavier than my pre-pregnancy weight. I lost a lot of weight initially, but those last 10 pounds are sticking around.
This happened with Meghan, as well, so I guess I should have expected it. As much as I’d love to have my old body back, I know that it’s only been two months and progress is going to take time. I’m trying to be patient and focus on being healthy through good nutrition and exercise. I’m so grateful that I’m able to breastfeed Luke, which is the most important thing my body can do right now!
The biggest adjustment I’ve needed to make is learning to manage my time well. I simply don’t having as much time to myself. (Luke is starting to cry right now, so I’ll most likely not get to finish this when I planned. There’s a perfectly-timed example for you!) In order to get all the things done in a day I want to, I literally have to squeeze something into every waking moment. I’ve learned to wash the bathroom sink while I’m brushing my teeth–things like that.
I didn’t realize how easy I had it when it was just my 3 year old who went to preschool three mornings a week and and took 2 1/2 hour naps! I’m not complaining; just trying to explain the adjustment to having two kids and much less time to focus on things other than taking care of my family, cleaning the house, making meals, and other day-to-day tasks.
The other area that’s been a tough adjustment is how much a newborn ties you to the house. I try to respect Luke’s sleep needs as much as I can, which means I can’t be out and about as much as I could with Meghan. It’s hard, but I know letting Luke stay home and nap most of the time and get to bed early is best for him, so that’s what I do. I find myself really looking forward to him getting older and able to stay awake longer so we can get out more.
I’m really lucky that breastfeeding has been even easier the second time around. Luke generally nurses every 3 hours during the day and does very well. I haven’t had any issues with his latch, even though he is tongue-tied. My supply is good. I’m waiting for it to even out–I still get engorged and leaky in between feedings, which is not fun!
The only issue I’ve had is clogged milk ducts. I’ve had three so far and they can be quite painful. When I get one I’m diligent about not letting it progress into mastitis (a breast infection). To avoid that when I noticed I have one I end up spending the day resting, drinking a lot of water, avoiding bras and nursing pads as much as possible, and starting with the clogged side for multiple feedings. So far, that’s worked and they have gone away on their own.
Life with Luke
Enough about me, you’re probably much more interested in what’s going on with this handsome guy!
Luke is doing so well. Last time I checked in he was having some rough nights, fussing and crying a lot after his feeds. Right after I wrote that post, he started settling better at night.
His bedtime is generally between 7 and 7:30, and then he gets a bottle of expressed breast milk from Daddy before we go to bed around 10 or 10:30. The last week he’s been getting up once to eat, anytime between 2:00-4:30. He goes right back to sleep and then we start our day around 6:30 am. I really like being able to have him fed and back down for his first nap before Meghan gets up at 8am.
He is such a content, easy-going baby. When he’s awake, he spends time in his bouncy chair or swing, or hanging out on the Boppy pillow or on his play mat. He usually has a very serious look on his face. He really seems to be taking in the world around him.
He is starting to smile more and more, but he has a very serious, contemplative way about him.
Luke is a big boy, but he would probably weigh more if he didn’t spit up 1/4 of his meals. The poor thing spits up a lot. It doesn’t seem to bother him, though. We are still giving him gas drops after every feeding and it has really helped his gas a lot.
I still had questions about his stools, though, as they just didn’t seem normal. So I did what any mother would do, I brought a dirty diaper to his doctor’s visit. That’s normal, right?!
She took one look at it and said it needed to be tested. It was tested and there was blood in it, which is a sure sign of a dairy allergy or sensitivity. I felt terrible to learn this as I started eating dairy again, thinking he was okay since his fussiness at night had passed. So, once again, I am off of dairy.
Here are some fun facts about my baby boy at 2 months old:
Weight: 13 pounds, 9 ounces (85th percentile)
Height: 25 inches (<99th percentile!)
Clothing Size: 3-6 months
Number of outfits he goes through in a day: 4-5
Number of diapers he goes through in a day: too many
Number of naps in a day: 4
Happy Fat Tuesday everyone! I hope you are celebrating with good food today.