Blow Outs

I forgot just how fun breastfed babies are when they poop. Let's just say that a blow out is going to occur atleast once a day. Liquidy, seedy, yellow... you get my drift if you've ever breastfed your baby. With that said... I am so glad that breastfeeding is going well for me and my son. He seems to enjoy the boobie and I seem to enjoy the convenience of breastfeeding. It works out well for both of us.

Josh had his two week check up and he was back to his birthweight. He had lost 10 ounces in the NICU. He is still jaundiced, but on the road to recovery. If it would ever stop raining here in Houston we'd get him out in the sun and go for a walk in the stroller. He's a delightfully easy baby. He only cries when he's hungry. He does hate to have his diaper and clothes changed. Besides these two things, I think he's going to be fairly easy. He just kind of hangs out and goes with the flow. It is true what parents of more than one say, he just seems like he's been part of our family forever and fits right in. Now, if he'd get his days and nights in the right order we'll be doing wonderful and life will be even better! Ha!

Me. I'm doing well. My cesarean section was easier this time around. My scar did get red and puffy, but the doctor prescribed Augmentin and that seemed to clear it right up. The staples were removed in the hospital and the steri-strips came off at today's appt. I'm still sore and take pain medication when needed. I was surprised to see that I've lost all my pregnancy weight on the scale today at the doctor's office. I love breastfeeding. I totally attribute my rapid weight loss to breastfeeding. It worked with Jacob and it worked this time too. I did not get the baby blues this time around either, Thank goodness. I go back in a month for another check up and then I'll go in every six months from there after. It feels funny to be without a big belly and shrink back down to my regular size. I don't miss being uncomfortable or the bedrest. I do miss having the baby all to myself and watching my belly move with him inside my womb. I find that part of pregnancy simply amazing. I will always treasure those memories of each of my boys. Such a miracle and they were both so different inutero.

We talked about a possible third child, God willing, and the doctor just warned us that it would be high risk and that my uterus would probably only tolerate one more child. So, we've got some soul searching to do. We would like to try again for a daughter some day, but don't want to push our luck either. I'd be high risk, just like my last two pregnancies, and probaby would have to deal with bedrest and all that fun stuff. We did all agree that we'd reconvene at each appt. and talk more as the months go on. I think we would wait two years for my uterus and body to heal and then discuss it more in depth. We'd go the IUI route again and hope for the best. Right now, I'm going to enjoy each of my children and drown myself in their sweetness. They are my everything and it is very easy to stay captured in their innocence and goodness.

Birth story to come soon...