Baby's 1st Cold, Colicy Baby, and Infertility Colors Thoughts...

Baby's 1st Cold
one and a half weeks ago little man started sneezing, but I thought hey no fever, no extra boogies...we are good!

Wrong. Saturday night I worked and he cried for six hours for my poor husband. Now part of this is due to him being kind of colicy, he loves momma because she is part of his night time routine. I will admit I am still sleeping in the livingroom recliner with him. But I just sleep too darn hard in bed and I get grumpy and impatient when I have to get up every 2.5 hours or so (this is all he will sleep by himself, when he sleeps on me I can get 4 hour stretches). Sleeping in the recliner helps me to feel safer with him sleeping on me, and it allows me to not sleep so deeply that I am cranky when I wake up. Plus lets be honest, at times I am able to put him on my breast if he is wanting to eat and close my eyes.

Anyways, So James felt terrible. He was so upset not only with Matthew for crying and crying and not being able to soothe him, but at me for sleeping with him (he sleeps WAY too hard to do such a thing), and at himself. He felt incompetent as a Dad I think. I tried explaining to him he is colic-y. And that it would get easier.

Then Sunday I had issues consoling him, and he began to have congestion and cough. So Monday I brought him in, doctor said plain old cold. No fever, just upper respiratory loveliness. So I called in, I just couldn't leave my sick baby!! Thursday night we went back in due to Matthew sounding weezy at times, and got a nebulizer and albuterol. Now with feeling his cold was more under control, and not wanting to call in on a weekend, I went to work Friday night.

I left with Matthew and James both snoozing. By staying on top of the tylenol and baby vics Daddy and Matthew had a MUCH better night! He felt SO proud of himself!

Then Saturday happened.

He cried for three hours this time, granted James was getting sick as well (I was sick too at this point, too many kisses stolen from our sick little boy!). James called me and told me to either come home or get someone competent to come over and help him. So I tried my Mom, his step-mom, my sister, and finally my best friend Jenny. Jenny & her husband Matt came over and rescued James, even if by the time they got there James had gotten him to stop crying. So they took turns. James fed him, and Jenny got him to sleep.

James asked me if I really needed to work. Oiy. I would LOVE to stay at home, but working 4 nights ever 2 weeks isn't much AT ALL. But if it keeps it up I am going to ask to work second shift, or find a way to stay home financially. James is pushing for me to stay home.

Oh and did I tell you little man is drooling so much I asked the doctor about it, and he says he is beginning to teeth. This began at 8 weeks. Holy toots!

Colicy Baby
Matthew still struggles with gas but between Kroger's gas drops and Mother's Bliss gripe water...it has made the world of a difference. He will now sleep SO much easier without being held! Praise the LORD!!

Infertility Colors Thoughts...
I have wanted my kids the ideal spaced 2 years apart. BUT I keep thinking what if we wait and then it is two more years before we get pregnant and stay pregnant again. So then my thoughts go to just starting to ttc or NTNP right now (my meaning? to keep track of cycle, but we don't use condoms). Then I think, but what if it happens right now? Having babies 11 months apart? That would be an exciting and exhausting journey. Honestly, I am up for whatever God decides to hand us. And James was all for ttc right away, until he has had to stay awake at night with Matthew when he is having a big colic episode. So we shall see, it is hard to have intimate time right now anyways! But I have had a dream about March being the Month we find out we are pregnant again...

So I need to catch a cat nap. zzzzzzzzzsorry to cut it short!

I'm Alive!

*checks pulse* Yup, I'm alive. Sorry for falling off the face of the blogging community and into my recliner with little man sleeping on my chest.

Matthew is the light in my world.
He makes me so overjoyed. I could stare at him all day.
But then there are those screaming moments, when I think "can't I just get a moment to crap in peace?" (pretty sure this will not happen again til he is MUCH MUCH older).

Matthew is now 7 weeks old. And a chunky monkey. His appointment is on the 28th so I can update weight then but last time I did our scale here (me and him minus my weight) he weighed a little over 11lbs.

My brain is scattered right now due to sleepiness, so bare with me.

I was going to wait to go back to work until at least 8 weeks, and then crappy finances happened. So we decided 6 weeks. He is 7 weeks and I still haven't worked.

I asked work if I could work the minimum 4 days a pay period (2 weeks) so I can be in a schedule/routine for when school starts up in February. PLUS he JUST started getting the concept of breast feeding. Like seriously getting milk from the tap instead of in a bottle.

The answer I got wasn't even from the main schedule or the Director of Nursing (both of which I called and left a voicemail...and a week later neither have called me back). I got told it shouldn't be an issue but to try to get a doctor's slip explaining that I can only work 4 days a pay period due to breast feeding a late term preemie, and possibly the stress of going to school. Well my OB said nope, we cannot do that. So now it is up to my regular doctor. I'm not holding my breath, sadly.

SO it is all up in the air and my name still isn't on the schedule. Joy. Looks like it might bet 10 weeks!

Anyways, Matthew is doing wonderful. He still only sleeps 3-4 hours at night. And I am still sleeping with him on my chest in a recliner. I have put him on his tummy in the crib (he seriously will not sleep on his back unless it is like over an hour after feeding and even then it is less than 30 minutes), and then laid down with my husband...but I slept so hard that I didn't hear him cry. James did. And upon waking me I answered, "I'm pumping right now. I can't" Ummmm...I was sleeping, and then laughed at myself.

His sleeping schedule is out of whack. But that's what he gets having a third shift mom. I feel sorry for James on the nights I end up going to work. Because he sleeps too hard to let him sleep on his chest, and I am nervous for him to not wake up to him crying in the middle of the night.

James is now on a schedule of 7-5 at work. SO he gets up around 5am and goes to bed between 8 and 10pm depending on what time he wants to get up and how tired he is. HE is. I haven't forced James to get up in the middle of the night. Partly because he is working hard for us (50 hrs a week), but mostly because I enjoy the snuggles with our son.

Matthew eats 4-5 oz anywhere from 2.5 hours to 4 hours OR he will breast feed for 30 minutes + and then an hour later want another go again, then be good for a couple of hours. I have to watch his sucking to figure out if he is sucking for comfort or for nourishment. If for comfort, I detach him.

Oh and btw, AF has came back. I have had my first period already. James and I have been using condoms when we have sex. But the question still remains...do we try rather soon because of how long it took us to have Matthew? Do we NTNP and leave it up to God? or Do we just find contentment on the fact that we may or may not have another, and just choose to prevent for the time being.

On my weight front...I still have to lose around 15lbs if not more. I ate more cookies than santa over the holidays and haven't lost as much as I had hoped. I need to start counting calories again and exercising.

Which is hard to do with a son that likes to be held most of the time. I use a carrier to try to get things done around the house.

On fussiness...he is the gassiest baby I have ever met! AND he only poops every two days, occasionally every three. I have a very happy baby the day he poops.

little man is waking up and wanting to be fed again so I will ttyl...