So, it's been seven weeks and at times I still feel as overwhelmed/clueless as I did the first weeks, if possible even more. I expected the first few weeks to be overwhelming, but I thought by now I would feel a little more competent. Instead I have no idea if I'm doing the right things, if I'm stimulating him enough, if I'm helping him get into good sleep patterns or somehow sabotaging his sleep. I've always heard that mothers know from their baby's cries whether he's tired/hungry/wet/etc. but I have no idea.
Today I wanted to get out of the house but it's so cold out, and I was worried about him being too cold, but then if I bundled him up and went into a store I was worried about him being too hot -- so I just dithered about it, and then it was too late and I had to nurse him again, so we never went out. I just feel like I have no idea what I'm doing. And the breastfeeding sometimes just seems relentless -- we've been pretty lucky in that he latched on pretty easily and we've had no major problems, but he's still nursing every 1-3 hours -- is that normal? Or should he be going longer by now? He certainly seems to think he should be eating every 1-3 hours, so I've been taking my cues from him, but then sometimes I just nurse him because I don't know how else to stop the crying.
And there's been a lot of crying. Usually he's calm in the morning, fussy in the afternoon/evening; today that pattern seems to have reversed. But it just kills me when he's crying and I can't figure out the reason why. I end up just walking around all day bouncing him. It seems like I should know how to comfort him better by now.
Sometimes he sleeps hardly at all during the day, and it seems like that can't be good for him. For me, there's just no break until DH comes home from work, and even then I'm still basically on-duty. I know DH would happily take him for a longer stretch on the weekend if I could leave a bottle of milk, but it's so hard for me to store up a bottle of breastmilk -- he's nursing so often it feels like I hardly have time between feedings to pump some extra!
I love my son. I'm so glad I have him. But will I ever have time to myself again, just a little? I thought that eventually I would have time to write a little, time to work around the house, time to take a shower at least! Not yet, I guess. My sister and SIL both have 2.5-year-olds and they keep telling me to appreciate it now because it gets a lot harder. I do want to appreciate and cherish this time with him as an infant, but really? It gets HARDER? Because I don't know if I can deal with that!! I feel like I'm barely hanging on as it is, and, like I said, maybe not doing such a good job.
Ugh. I'm sorry, this is so long, and probably boring, but I just needed to vent that out.
Today I wanted to get out of the house but it's so cold out, and I was worried about him being too cold, but then if I bundled him up and went into a store I was worried about him being too hot -- so I just dithered about it, and then it was too late and I had to nurse him again, so we never went out. I just feel like I have no idea what I'm doing. And the breastfeeding sometimes just seems relentless -- we've been pretty lucky in that he latched on pretty easily and we've had no major problems, but he's still nursing every 1-3 hours -- is that normal? Or should he be going longer by now? He certainly seems to think he should be eating every 1-3 hours, so I've been taking my cues from him, but then sometimes I just nurse him because I don't know how else to stop the crying.
And there's been a lot of crying. Usually he's calm in the morning, fussy in the afternoon/evening; today that pattern seems to have reversed. But it just kills me when he's crying and I can't figure out the reason why. I end up just walking around all day bouncing him. It seems like I should know how to comfort him better by now.
Sometimes he sleeps hardly at all during the day, and it seems like that can't be good for him. For me, there's just no break until DH comes home from work, and even then I'm still basically on-duty. I know DH would happily take him for a longer stretch on the weekend if I could leave a bottle of milk, but it's so hard for me to store up a bottle of breastmilk -- he's nursing so often it feels like I hardly have time between feedings to pump some extra!
I love my son. I'm so glad I have him. But will I ever have time to myself again, just a little? I thought that eventually I would have time to write a little, time to work around the house, time to take a shower at least! Not yet, I guess. My sister and SIL both have 2.5-year-olds and they keep telling me to appreciate it now because it gets a lot harder. I do want to appreciate and cherish this time with him as an infant, but really? It gets HARDER? Because I don't know if I can deal with that!! I feel like I'm barely hanging on as it is, and, like I said, maybe not doing such a good job.
Ugh. I'm sorry, this is so long, and probably boring, but I just needed to vent that out.








I do feel like I mostly know what his cries are about BUT I felt totally different with my first... and he's just a very different baby than she was.
But at least there's a little more predictability to my day.


