The Working Mom: Part 2

This past week has been a whirlwind. Of activities. Of emotions. Of everything!

I’m enjoying being a working mom (for the most part!) and all the things that come with it. Like adult interaction and conversation. Money is nice. And being surrounded by designer labels doesn’t hurt either!

It’s hard to leave him every morning, but it is getting easier. And I appreciate my “Stay At Home Mom Days” that much more. It is hard to be on my feet all day, and then come home and put on my Supermom cape. I’m worn out, tired, and maybe even a little grumpy somedays. {who, me??} But I’m adjusting and I hope I won’t be a zombie forever 🙂

The only things that have me a little down, aren’t so bad I guess. We decided to give him formula during the days I am at work. I neve thought The F-Word would creep into our lives, and Chazz’s belly, but it ended up being the easiest for all involved. I do pump and dump to keep my supply up, and boy is it hard to pour that “liquid gold” out! I’m trying not to feel guilty about not exclusively nursing him to One like I planned. But hey, nothing really goes as planned, does it?!

I don’t really know where I’m going with this post, but this is all a big change, and my mind is still transitioning! So bear with me, as I try to fit it all in, and find time to blog as well.

And, as always, any advice is much appreciated! So if you have “been there, done that” help a mama out.


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What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

After putting in a few resumes last week, I interviewed at a boutique today and I got the job!
And I start tomorrow.
{yeah, life moves fast around here doesn’t it?}

I AM FREAKING OUT.

First of all, I went out on a limb when I applied, and I wasn’t really expecting to get it.
Second, how is my velcro baby going to survive without me??

So much to plan. And do. And fret about.

I know Chazz will be in good hands. (he doesn’t have to go to a daycare, thank goodness) But I worry that’ve is going to miss me. Or wonder where I am. Or cry. Or get hurt. Or… ::inhale:: I could go on forever about worries and what-ifs.

And what am I to do about nursing?? I’ll be bringing along my hand pump, that’s for sure. I hope my supply doesn’t tank. Oh wouldn’t that just be peachy. Work my butt off just to spend it all on formula.

Would. Not. Be. Good.

But I know when we all adjust, it will be fun, and the extra moola $$ will be worth it.
I hope.

Wish me luck tomorrow? This will be my first day as a workin’ mama, and I’m more than a little nervous.

Somebody hold me.


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One Little Tooth

It suprises me how fast this first tooth is coming in! Saturday, when I first felt it, it was just a speck. And now, just THREE days later, the whole top ridge has broken through! The Little Man is growing right before our eyes. I usually try to ignore the fact, but that cute little pearly white is a constant reminder that he is.

To tell you the truth, this milestone kind of snuck up on me. I knew he was about that age. And has been a little more cranky than usual. But other than than that, it wasn’t really on my mommy radar. In retrospect, I missed a couple unexpected clues that he was, in fact, teething.

The drool was a definate sign. This last month, the faucet has been on! Chazz’s onesies quickly get drenched around the neckline. I’m constantly wiping drool off of that double chin for fear of a rash. I would keep a bib on the boy, but you all know how much Chazz and I love bibs!

His fingers have been constantly in his mouth this last week. I thought he was just switching it up from the thumb. But oh no! Those baby fingers were just backup teethers. Feeling around. Scoping out new territory.

Lip smacking. Again, I thought it was just a new trick. But he’s been using that bottom lip as a teether too. All the little faces he makes when smacking his lips are the best!

Boob biting. Ok not really biting yet, but more like gumming. Painful gumming. Ouch. We take a little nursing break along with a firm “no.” I’m hoping he’ll learn before the teeth actually come in. So cross your fingers for me, mmkay?

Though it’s happening a lot sooner and faster than I imagined, that pearly white is adorable. Maybe with the next baby, I’ll have a clue on what to look for!

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Just Doing My Breast. Uhm, Best.

Oh My Gah! I did it! I’ve nursed my Little Man for 6 months.

6 MONTHS!

I endured the pain. The latching shannanigans. The pinching and scratching! I really didn’t think I was going to last this long. And I can’t help but be proud. And blessed! It’s hard, and I did it.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not all high and mighty about BFing. I can’t stand the BM vs formula debate. Sure, there are endless benefits to BFing. But it’s not for everyone. Feed your baby. Love your baby. Teach your baby. Do that, and your an awesome mom in my book.

And today, I feel like a pretty awesome momma!

Now, I have to throw in my disclaimer: He wasn’t exclusively breastfed. He’s had formula at 3 different points in his life. The first, he had neonatal low blood sugar at birth, and somewhere along the way, I agreed to give him formula and glucose mixed together. Pfft. This one shouldn’t count, because a) Its medical. And b) The nurse druged me. No, really! But that’s a different post 😉 Anyway. The second was about 6 weeks in. Looking back, it was probably in part due to mild PPD. There were times I just didn’t want to feed him. As weird as that sounds, I can’t really explain it. I also hated nusing in public or around people… And people were always around! So there was a 3 week period where he had a bottle of formula every couple of days. Then I figured out how to work a pump 🙂 The third, was when a day trip to a nearby town for a concert turned into an all nighter when we got to hang out with the band’s singer. Notbraggingatall. When the freezer stash ran out, My Mommy gave him some formula. All in the name of rock n’ roll, haha!

Other than that, he’s strictly on the boob juice. 🙂

All in all, I’ve made it this far, and I’m happy! But now I’m kinda stuck. I had originally planned on weaning at this point. Now I’m not so sure that I want to. Formula is quite spendy, and with Roman being layed off, right now it’s not really an option. On top of that, I kinda like nursing my baby He’s super snuggly! And cleaning bottles constantly is a pain compared to just popping him in position.

I have a couple things on my mind though. Because you know the first thing everyone is going to ask! They’ll all want to know “How long?” And what about my supply? Does it grow with him? No nurse ever tells you about the second six months! Do I need to know anything about long term BFing?? Ahhh, I almost feel like a begginer all over again!

Truth is, I don’t know a single answer. Yet. But I’m still excited!!! Cause I did it! Haha, and maybe the rest is just going to have to be up to Chazz!

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