Practically Perfect In Every Way

Just a quick note about Maeve’s 15 month check up.
Stupidly I made the appointment for 8am which is breakfast time for the girl and she sleeps so well lately that waking her up early enough to leave in time was hard. I made sure everything was ready that the moment she woke up I just put a coat on over her pjs, popped her in the sling and headed out to catch the bus. She ate breakfast in the doctors office while we saw the nurse and waited for Dr M.

Maeve is now 21.3lbs and 31.25inches tall. Apparently she has the right to slow down her weight gain at this point but she’s still gaining a healthy amount. She’s still tall and skinny (but not too skinny).

Check up and vaccinations
She wasn’t too happy seeing the Dr today, she fussed at getting undressed and weighed and measured. She fussed at having her heart checked and her ears and eyes looked into. She *hated* getting the 4 shots (2 in each arm) and was very cross with the nurse. But now we have 4-5months until her next appointment and after that no more shots until 4 years!

Speech
Doctor said that the few words she speaks (Hi, Bye, Mama, Dada, Book, Ball) is a fine amount for her age and that even the “buh” sound for book/ball counts as a word. Yay. Simon is so vocal that I occasionally worry about Maeve’s slow speech development. But in the couple of days since her appointment she’s added ‘dow’ (down), ‘ooh’ (all done) and ‘more’ to her vocabulary!

After the doctor we walked home, skyped with my parents and went to the thrift store. In the evening she woke up cranky from her afternoon nap and cried most of the evening. She wouldn’t let Lewis near her and was just squirmy and uncomfortable and drooly and snotty. I think it’s part teething (still working on tooth #7) and part reaction to the shots. I gave her a bath and when she still seemed uncomfortable (like bloated gassy discomfort) I snuggled with her in her pjs until she started to doze off. It was half an hour after I put her down that I realized I should have given her some fever reducer, but she slept through the night fine. and we had a lazy day after than. Of course now she has a cold so we have all of that added to the mix to throw us off kilter 🙂

Six Weeks.

This a post partum mile stone, I had my 6 week check up this week and got the all clear for resuming normal activities “everything is back to normal down there” 🙂 First they took my blood pressure (102/66) and weighed me (back down to 141lbs), then I filled in a short questionnaire about PPD http://www.fresno.ucsf.edu/pediatrics/downloads/edinburghscale.pdf .  It helped me see that even though the first few weeks were tough and I did worry about PPD I am generally feeling good and most of the anxiety I feel is within normal new parent range and that the bouts of sadness etc are relatively minor.
We discussed contraception choices during breastfeeding. If I wanted to go on the pill again I could go with a progesterone only pill or I can have an IUD or return to condoms. Frankly condoms are my preference.  If we want Maeve to have a sibling the pill and IUD require a time commitment to make sure they are effective and then for my body to resume stuff after use and we’re not going to want to wait 5 yrs before trying again.

The numbness in my knee has disappeared, yay! About a week or 2 ago I suddenly realized I was able to walk upstairs without thinking about it. 🙂 Apparently it wasn’t from the epidural (whew) but actually from the pushing and holding my knee tight. It put pressure on nerves that then needed time to recover.

I’m wearing my wedding ring again after taking it off around the 6month (?) mark. The weather was cooler on our anniversary a couple of weeks ago and I took the chance at seeing if my wedding ring would fit and it did! Huzzah! It is back to being a bit tight and difficult to remove again but that’s due to the usual summer temps.

I have mommy thumb. Now that I know why my hand hurts and better ways to lift my darling girl I’m hoping it will get better before she gains much more weight 🙂

I am feeling significantly more relaxed since my parents went home. I know that’s bad, but I just wasn’t able to relax when I needed to while they were in town. I felt that frustration of having to assist them in every little thing while they wanted to help me. Now that they are home I only have to think about me and Maeve, without having to try to figure out scheduling anyone else in for the most part.

Maeve has started to cry more often (and started to cry actual tears, which is heartbreaking) and eat more often and spit up a lot. It is frustrating. I have put it down to her reflux at night. She’s not sleeping at night so she gets fussy so then she comfort eats and spits up and that makes the reflux worse.

Yesterday we got her a new bed and she slept for 3 solid hours in it last night! She then woke up for a feed and I fell asleep with her, and then she was awake from 3:30-5am for her next feeds and diaper changes, but then she spent the rest of the night in her bed again and slept until 7am. This is a major improvement from 40 minutes of fussing and screaming in the bassinet before sleeping in our bed. Our bed is not big enough for 3 people (or even 2.5).  And she had fewer issues with her reflux (less grunting and fussing and less spitting up). She did go through 2 diapers in quick succession when she woke up, but I can live with that 🙂

We are enjoying a much calmer, happier day today.

I bought myself a new back pack that works much better as a diaper bag. Yesterday we bought the new bed and a new stroller so that Sarah and Riley can have theirs back. I feel like things are slowly coming together, but I read that weeks 6-8 are big crying weeks for babies as they figure some stuff out.
Other (less Maeve-related) stuff has also happened 🙂
Last weekend was V’s bachelorette weekend which was a lot of fun, if exhausting. Friday I tried to pump a bunch of milk and stock up (very difficult with Maeve being so fussy). In the evening she had some daddy-daughter time while I went out for some time with the girls and enjoyed a delightful dinner and Karaoke. It was truly fun to get dressed up and not have to think about when the little one was going to wake up for a feed or a change. And I had my first alcoholic drink since before I peed on that stick! I had half a bottle of cider during dinner which allowed me the 4 hour window before Maeve’s middle of the night feed.

On Saturday, we bundled into Angela’s car and drove to Oak Park where we had brunch before heading out to the ‘burbs for Andy’s birthday party. It was another fun day, but I got tired fairly early. I guess the party went on until really late but I’m glad Maeve and I hitched a ride back to the city because we would have both got frustrated and cranky.

Sunday was V’s bridal shower back at Angela’s. Speaking as a guest, it was a really great party. Even though it’s still August and summer I didn’t mind that it was raining for most of the day, once we got past the initial uncomfortably muggy feeding session Maeve and I enjoyed snuggling up together and listening to the rain. She also enjoyed being cuddled by anyone who would have her for the most part 🙂

I was expecting Lewis to be swinging by the house on his way home from a boys day out so hung out with the girls before Lewis said that they had spent the day up on our end of town and wouldn’t be coming by OP. Sigh. Maeve was getting fretful so I bundled her up, loaded up the stroller and headed to the train. Three blocks in a torrential downpour. I felt ill-prepared and a terrible mother. Maeve was completely fine protected from the rain in her buggy, while I got soaked to the skin and struggled not to sob uncontrollably. I’m glad it was warm at least and not windy, I’m also glad that the train wasn’t heavily air-conditioned. She was actually calmed to sleep by the rain on the buggy’s canopy and the rumble of the train as we made our way home. I just beat myself up about not having the appropriate stuff for such a situation. By the time I got home I was tired, wet and miserable, but at the same time I was relieved that Maeve had slept through the entire adventure and hadn’t got rained on or cold. Lewis gave her a bottle and got her ready for bed, while I had a nice hot shower and cup of tea. It’s amazing how much better I felt after those little things. I was upset that Lewis hadn’t been with me on the ride home as I had expected, but it would have been silly for him to come all the way out to OP just to ride home with me. I would have been waiting around for at least half an hour and we would have got home much later and then we’d have both been soaked through and miserable. This way at least he was able to do some stuff around the house and look after us when we got home.

 I have managed to get some decent walking in this week. Still no running, but I’m trying to make my peace with that for now.
When I walk to Target I try to switch up my route a little and explore some of the side streets and see if there are any pretty houses for sale.
I finally bought my bridesmaid dress for V’s wedding (whew) and I am catching up on my To Do List which feels really good. I am going to treat myself to an old school radio with a tape player with some birthday money, because I like to listen to the radio and I have some tapes that I’d like to enjoy once in a while.

…………and miss Maeve has just woken up for her lunchtime feed so I guess I’m done for now 🙂 chat later folks


 

The Twelve Days of Stormbringer

Aside

This may be a spotty disjointed entry as I am suffering from a major case of Baby Brain and thoughts flit in and out of my head before I can fully form a sentence.

It’s been 12 days since Maeve arrived and I’m learning new things every day.

I’m really glad Lewis is home with me. He is an amazing father and husband. I worry that he’s getting bored being home all day, but I think he’s enjoying the time with Maeve.


I worry that I’m not being a good mum or a good wife. My head is so filled with concerns about Maeve and my abilities as a mother that 90% of what comes out of my mouth is baby related and that’s not fun for anyone to listen to. I struggle to think of other things to talk about.

I’m itching to get out and about, but then when we do I get so exhausted from it. Lewis is so wonderful at making sure we cross roads safely etc but it makes me feel more nervous and incapable. I don’t want to take any of the experiences away from Lewis and I certainly appreciate having him here to help me while I’m still figuring things out but at the same time I need to learn to do things by myself.

Today was Maeve’s “two week” check up. She is now 6lbs 15oz (so she’s gained 7oz since last week which is very good) and she’s in good health otherwise. There has been the odd day when she sleeps way too long or doesn’t eat enough for my peace of mind, but Dr M reassured me that she’s getting enough from me and I need to make sure I get enough sleep too.

I am starting to feel horny again. I want to be intimate with my husband!

I am still somewhat overwhelmed by everything.

Maeve still hasn’t settled into any kind of schedule and it’s both emotionally and physically exhausting. I worry about Post Partum Depression (PPD). 

I feel a little torn in two- if I want to cuddle with Lewis I feel like I’m ignoring my child but then I get ‘trapped’ (for lack of a better word) on the bed/couch with a baby at my boob and have to rely on Lewis to fetch all manner of things for me.

Daily adventures:
I worry when she sleeps too long. She’s supposed to wake up to feed every 1.5-3hrs but there are times when it’s been almost 4hours and she’s still not waking despite my poking and prodding etc.
And then she’s also cluster feeding. This morning she’s been having mini feeds every hour since 5am and I am losing hope of getting anything else done today. I have resorted to pumping once a day so I have something in a bottle that Lewis can feed her with if I’m just too wiped out. Also, I am getting ‘full’ several times a day and she’s not feeding long enough to ’empty’ me properly. It gets quite uncomfortable.
Despite my budgeting and planning I worry about being a financial burden on Lewis. We have been gifted so many things either at the baby shower or as hand-me-downs that we really haven’t had too many costs other than the prenatal care and delivery, but I still feel bad that I’m not able to contribute financially for a while.

Baby steps into motherhood:

I am slowly learning all manner of new things like ‘pack an extra outfit for baby in case they pee everywhere’, ‘start wearing breast pads when you leave the house’ etc.

Yummy Mummy:

This morning my weight is 143lbs. Breast feeding is clearly doing something, but so is not eating regular meals probably. Lewis is doing all sorts of exercising and just bought himself some new small bar bells, I have to allow myself some slack while Maeve and I continue to sort out our schedule but Angela reminded me that I have my Kinect games that I can play with, not to mention some 3 & 5lb weights to build up some upper body strength when I can’t get out of the house to go for a walk or a run.


 

One Week

Today Maeve reached the one week mark and it’s been a busy week.

I stayed at the hospital until Maeve was 24hrs old but as soon as both of us were given the all clear I was desperate to get home. I was feeling claustrophobic in the hospital room, and even though there was a shower I didn’t have a chance to enjoy it because of the steady stream of doctors and nurses needing information from me or Maeve. I was exhausted and people kept asking if we’d fed recently or pooped and how I was feeling etc. I felt kind of bad that I was finally a mum but that after such a long day all I wanted to do was have a long sleep and a decent shower. I was not physically capable of tending to this child I had just brought into the world. My right knee was still numb (from the epidural?) so getting in and out of bed or going to the bathroom was slow going. Maeve had her first photo shoot (well, aside from the billions taken in L&D by family), Lewis booked an I-Go car and we bundled up our girl to head home at just before 9pm on Thursday 19th.

We arrived home on Thursday evening to some parcels for miss Maeve and the cards and gifts continue to come. We are rather overflowing with cute clothes and stuffed animals and I’m hoping today to go through some of the clothing at least and see what we’ll actually use. So far she’s only worn 2 outfits- her coming home onesie which was on the snug side, and her doctors visit outfit. The rest of the time she’s just in a diaper and a swaddling blanket if she seems cold.

I am somewhat overwhelmed by everything, it has been a week of snatched sleep, and one day on/one day off energy levels, but I know I would be even more so if Lewis wasn’t able to be home with me as I have enough on my mind making sure she’s fed enough and sleeping okay (we have a work sheet to keep track of her feeding schedule and how many poopy/wet diapers she’s producing). Having Lewis home to change the occasional diaper or swaddle her (he’s much more skilled at it than I am), or hold her while I shower or go to the bathroom is a major reason I haven’t broken down yet. Feeding her is an ongoing adventure so far. She seems to have no set hunger schedule and can sleep much longer than recommended so I often have to wake her for a feed which then takes a while to get through.

On Saturday we had people over to socialize and meet Maeve in a more relaxed setting than the hospital and on Sunday I did nothing but try to feed her. On Monday, we had our first doctor’s visit and I got to fill out lots of forms for Maeve. After a few fretful days of worrying if I was feeding her enough etc it was immensely comforting to hear from Dr M that she is a healthy weight and has no signs of jaundice and that I’m “doing a good job, mommy”.

Hopefully by the time Lewis returns to work we’ll be a bit better prepared and organized around the house and I won’t be quite as exhausted. I’m also very thankful for all our amazing friends. Angela & Dugan leapt into action on the Big Day and bought us emergency diapers when we were housebound by exhaustion, V brought us an amazing dinner after a busy day out on Monday, Christina & Andy went to IKEA and picked up some stuff for us, Sarah (and Riley) are loaning us a stroller until we find one we like so we can go for walks (Maeve is still too small for the sling) and our boss at the studio made a huge and fantastic lasagna which we’ll be enjoying for days 🙂

I’m trying not to set myself up for disappointment and only setting myself small daily goals like ‘shower’, ‘post blog entry’, ‘call doctor office/health insurance’. Even skyping my parents or writing thank you cards etc are a somewhat daunting prospect, but hopefully they will be crossed off the list in the next few weeks.

I’m looking forward to getting into more of a schedule with the whole feeding thing so that I can pop Maeve in the stroller and get out and about for little walks, slowly return to a more active lifestyle. I don’t have huge amounts of surgical healing to deal with, but my knee needs me to take my time with getting back into any running etc. I was 181lbs on the morning I checked in with contractions, when I got home from the hospital 38hrs later I was down to 158. This morning, one week after I checked in I am 148lbs, which is what I was back in early April! Breast feeding is hard at times but clearly burns some hefty calories 🙂 It sounds vain to talk about weight loss and body image and the frustrations of being heavily pregnant and inactive when I have a beautiful little girl because of this pregnancy, but I know myself well enough to know that I’ll be better equipped to look after her if I look after myself too. I wouldn’t be doing her any favours by ignoring my own mental well being and exercise is a wonderful mood lifter (for me).