I’ve always been a big fan of schedules. I can be more relaxed if I know how my day will [sort of] play out, which is better for everyone involved.
Since I “work from home” for a majority of the time (I say “work from home” because you know that’s almost impossible to do with a baby, lol), my schedule is even more important; I do my best to schedule calls and get work done during his naps. Doesn’t always happen…
If I could go back to when my son was a newborn, I would tell myself to CHILL TF OUT on trying to get him on a schedule. Eventually I did learn to just take it day-by-day, and started following his cues. Overtime we compromised and developed a schedule that would work for us him. 😉
My son is 10-months old and we have been using this current schedule since about 8-months. This boy eats like a grown man and I’m trying to wean him off of one of his daily bottles at this moment, but it’s pretty difficult because sometimes I selfishly just want to TAKE A MOMENT TO RELAX and a bottle is a good way I can have that haha. My son has never been one to just sit on my lap; we have to be up or outside or crawling or sticking things in our mouth that we should not.
It’s safe to say I’m well-caffeinated during the day.
Anyways, this is the schedule that my son and I have come to an agreement on. Again, he eats A LOT. Maybe that’s normal? His pediatrician didn’t seem too alarmed. This is also my first child, so I have no reference on what’s normal. But is there even a normal??
Also note that he definitely does not sleep until 6:00 am. That’s just when he gets his first bottle. In theory it makes sense to get him used to eating at 6 so he would sleep until that time. Turns out babies don’t quite work like that.
Sometimes if he is feeling really nice to me, he will sleep up to 2.5 hours for his second nap. But I think he is just catching up from the days he only feels like taking 45-minute naps.
All babies are different. And I second-guess myself every time this hungry baby decides he wants to eat more, or sleep less, or eat less, or sleep more. I guess the moral of this post is to say every baby is different, and if you feel like you are screwing him up, you probably aren’t. 🙂 We are all just doing our best and winging it. Chances are, your baby will turn out juuuust fine!
After having seven months of experience in mommyhood, I would have to say the only thing harder than childbirth is……breastfeeding. Holy cow.
Pun intended. El oh el.
Yes, labor is exhausting and painful and blah, blah, blah. But breastfeeding?!? That’s a whole different ballgame. Mainly because it’s so mentally strenuous. And I had noooo idea.
Thankfully, up until this point, we’ve been good with the whole milk sitch. When Laddy was five months old, we decided to try some purees with him and he loooved them! He’s a BIG avocado fan. Just like his mommy.
Buttt just because we added some foods to his little belly, he didn’t cut back on how much milk he drank; he was still holding solid at 5-6 bottles a day. Which is normal and all because babies need milk as a main source of nutrients for the first year, but I was hoping we would at least take a leeeetle less milk. Oh well. It takes A LOT of nutrients to support the triple thigh roll. 😉
But bad news – literally the day he turned six months old my body decided it wasn’t going to produce very much milk anymore. Which toootally didn’t follow my “breastfeed for 1 year” plan. Nowhere in my little head was there a spot for formula.
I tried EVERYTHING to make more milk. I already drink more water than anybody you know (I promise), I put gaaa-rosss brewer’s yeast in my oatmeal in the mornings, I eat my Eziekiel bread (because regular bread hurts the tum-tum), I eat my healthy fats, I already don’t drink any alcohol anymore (because after one drink I need a nap and AIN’T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR NAPS), and more recently – get ready for it – I GAVE UP COFFEE.
We’re on day four and I feel a little less like death than I have on previous days. So that’s good. But I really miss my snuggly warm morning cup. But I guess if it means we don’t have to supplement with formula for sweet little LaddyBoy, then so be it.
I’ve done all the research, read all the things, and unfortunately I think my body has had enough. Personally, I think it’s a revolt against Mr. Sucky (my pump). I don’t blame my body. Because I don’t like Mr. Sucky either. And I really don’t like visiting him every 3.5 hours for 30 minutes to only get three or four ounces of precious milk. As much as I hate Mr. Sucky, he is an essential member of the family and we need him.
I’ve mastered pumping in the car, so we can be productive with our driving time. But I get a twitch just trying to line up pump times – with nap times – with feeding times – while scheduling showings and inspections and real estate things and grocery store trips. I’m dying over here.
I know women do it all the time, and somehow manage doing everything with four other children en tow, but I bet they are drinking coffee while they do it. 😉
Just kidding. The fact is, they just have more practice. And they’re clearly better than I am. I’m ok with admitting that.
I’m giving my little bod one whole week. If there is no change, I will just have to accept the fact that this little chapter is done-zo and move on.
We’ve already started supplementing with formula for the time being, and of course I spent a million hours researching which was the best kind, because “first baby privileges”. And I know supplementing is fine. I’m fully aware. But I don’t want to.
But the boy’s gotta eat.
We settled on Holle formula – and he loves it – but it creates some pooping issues for the boy. I know he’ll get used to it and his tummy will adjust, but it’s a bummer. There is a goat milk variety that we may try him on next round. Because if he’s like his mommy he may not do very well on cow’s milk. We have sensitive constitutions.
So, funny story. If you’ll look at this box, you’ll notice that not a lick of the text is in English. Turns out, that is the only box they have. And it will come in the mail the exact same way. In German. With no English instructions. And your husband who has always claimed to be a full-blooded German man won’t be able to read it. Because who can read German?!
I speak read German once a year at the Christmas Eve service when we are singing Silent Night. And one time my brother and I told the Dairy Queen lady danke schön. But that’s it; my vocab is maxed-out.
Thankfully, I was able to google English instructions because apparently this is a common problem for us American folk.
Anyways. It’s a really clean formula and doesn’t have the nasty syrups, or soy or a bunch of nonsense that your baby doesn’t need in it. Plus there’s added probiotics and no GMO’s – I just liked the regulations that Europe has a lot more. I have no idea what “Folgemilch” means, but I’d imagine it’s something good. If you want to try it out for your babe, just click on the picture and it’ll take you to where you need to go!
We’ll see how it goes. We have some weekends away coming up and unfortunately our freezer stash is down to basically nothing. So if we go anywhere he’s going to have to be on strictly formula. Which stresses me out to no end just thinking about it, and I’m getting a twitch right now as I type this and praying to Jesus my boobs decided to start working again.
So prayers for milk – and mental stability – would be greatly appreciated. Also for Reese, because when I stress he gets stressed because apparently I’m grumpy. 😉
Anywho, we will see. The boys gotta eat somethin, right?!