Last Friday, I finally got a real bath, including shaving everywhere that needed shaving, not just armpits, washing my hair, and even scrubbing my face with exfoliators. It was fabulous. Eli is a good sleeper, but I was having trouble managing my time. I would jump in and out of the shower if I had a chance to do that or I would watch him sleep or hold him instead of getting something done. I am learning to allow him to fall asleep in his bouncy chair or put him in his bed and not hover over him. It's tough though I just want to kiss every inch of his face every five minutes. I can't imagine being more in love…(as much as I love my husband--this little guy is still so perfect in my eyes--he is an amazing combination of the both of us) I want to spend every second taking care of him and showering love on him. But I also know it is important for Neil and I to have couple time and we have been on a few dates, letting my mom keep him for us. That is helping me to mentally prepare for the big step of going back to work. I am starting slow-two days a week- but that is overwhelming to me! It will be helpful in getting back to normal though.
Yesterday I took the giant step of going through my closet (continuing today) and getting out the maternity clothes for storage and exchanging my summer for winter clothes. Then I got to try on those winter clothes to determine if I had anything to wear. The answer was…not much. The things that fit definitely looked different. I am not complaining. Eli was worth every pound and every ounce of sweat it takes me to get back in shape. I just know my body is a totally unrecognizable to me. I can't wear the same types of things or sizes I used to. Some of it is my Dolly Parton boobs, the other seems to be a combination of hips/thighs. I have always had some body issues--enjoying my pregnancy belly was a learning process but it was so special because of the blessing that was growing inside. Now there's nothing in there but uterus and fat stores. Looking in the mirror, I hardly recognize the mom-body that I see. Some of that is miraculous…the amazing ability to make milk and feed my baby..some people are unable to breast feed and so I feel completely blessed for the abundance of milk. Some is just a product of too much yogurt and expanded hips that had to carry around this peanut. So I get to shop for some temporary clothes (I hope) to wear for now.
On the Eli front…the gas had really begun to be a problem, he was in severe pain, shrieking and crying out when he toots and tries to poop. It was heart-breaking. It continued despite my giving him milocon, watching my diet, and burping him during feedings. After calling the doctor's office, I learned I am supposed to give milocon prior to feeding not after or during which is what I was doing. (duh…I am a moron.) Also they encouraged me to do dairy free as well as watch for all of the foods that can cause gas in infants--cabbage, cucumber, peppers, citrus, caffeine, carbonated beverages and pretty much anything that could give me gas or that I am allergic to…whew that doesn't leave a lot. HOWEVER, when I am SO careful my Eli is a different baby…I made an agreement with myself that I would try their advice through the weekend…Friday was tough, I almost gave up, but then Saturday there was no crying at poop time and no tooting! Sunday was great also. Both nights were 4+ hours of sleep at a time because he wasn't waking up with gas and he slept in the packn' play without crying, putting himself to sleep. So it is officially worth it! I am on the most non-productive diet on the planet. It makes my baby happy though so I will do it. I just have to learn what I am allowed to have and plan my meals better in advance…and hope he grows out of this like most babies who have allergies. I feel certain it is the milk as I had a little lapse in judgement and ate something that had milk mixed into it…and we experienced a little setback this morning because of it. I wouldn't have gone down the dairy road except that I have a cousin who had two little ones with milk sensitivities. Both of her kids grew out of it and she did formula with one and nursed the other. I am committed to nursing but I am definitely going to do my best to find out for sure which foods are to blame through process of elimination or testing if necessary.
Luckily, he is a great eater despite his discomfort. He has certainly gained weight and is thriving. This morning he woke up in a great mood and smiled and flirted with me for a few hours. Here are a few pictures from this week and last.
|HUG magnet---yes he is!|
|Cute little outfit from some church friends! Thank you Millazzos! He hasn't flown with daddy yet but maybe next year!|
|Snuggling with mommy|
|Cool cat..ready for our morning walk|
|Stop number two at Cracker Barrel on his first road trip with Lucy and Ethyl.|
|He looked just like Neil with his expression…or maybe it was the snoring! HA!|
|Snuggled in tight in his carseat.|
|Stretching after the long trip. Loved being held by Great-grandmother Sue|
|Learning to smile..it's hard to catch on camera|
|Razorback knit cap from Aunt Courtney…He can't wait to wear it.|