*Lots of people have been asking how Finn is eating, and the answer is simple : he's doing great. We have him off of the every 3 hour schedule and are just feeding him on demand, which basically comes out to be every 3-4 hours. Except for that really fun night where he ate every hour and a half and Frank and I were all SHIT. And in that moment, I was thankful that I wasn't actually nursing. Because holy nipple pain, batman. Every hour and a half would have SUCKED.
*And since I mentioned that, I'll clarify this as well - I am pumping for Finn, just like I did for Eddie. The NICU nurses and the nurses at Kish were very encouraging when it came to nursing Finn once he got used to the bottle, and Finn rocked at latching and all of that fun stuff. But my milk came in and it came in hard. As in, I get 4 feedings for Finney out of one 20 minute pumping session. And since Finn was still getting used to the bottle at that point, I was scared that he was going to get flooded from my oversupply and get freaked out and all of the progress we had made with the bottle would be gone. For me, it was easy to go back to my routine of pumping since I did it with Eddie and honestly, it felt more natural and comfortable for me. So we still get to measure what he's eating, he still gets breastmilk and everyone is happy.
*And Eddie? He kinda loves the pump. For the first couple of days he would take anything and everything, shove it up his shirt and say 'i pumping'. Which, as I'm sure you can guess, is awesome. Try to explain that one to a three year old and see how far ya get. And while he hasn't 'pumped' in a while, it hasn't stopped the crazy questions I get while I do it!
*And Eddie part 2? He's a big brother rockstar still. He loves Finn, hasn't shown one hint of jealousy or asked to send him back or anything of the sort. He loves to hold him, kiss him, lay with him on the floor...on and on. I hate to say it, but I'm totally shocked. I expected some outbursts and trouble, but so far so good! Let's hope it continues.
*Today is my first day alone with both boys. And I'm shitting my pants.
*A scheduling problem with our normal photographer had me playing her part with Finney yesterday. And thanks to my mom and my super cute baby, I got an awesome and amazing picture that I can't wait to send out. And in turn, I learned a fun lesson - I really need to believe in myself more! I saved us a bunch of money (and time, which is most important to Frank since he's so hard to schedule when he's back at work) and got a beautiful picture of Finnegan.
And possibly the most random thought of all?
*I'm 90% sure breast feeding is mother nature's way of saying she's sorry for the crap she put us through for 9 months. Because seriously? I get a happy little surprise every time I look in the mirror and remember that I've got instant implants. No more big tummy, finally able to dye my hair and amazingly awesome boobs....I haven't been this confident in months! Ha!
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