Be still my heart.
2 months with my sweet boy, and I couldn’t be more in love…
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BABY GRAY | 2 MONTHS UPDATE
WEIGHT: Baby boy continues to nurse like a champ! He’s up to 11 pounds 3 oz, which is 50% on the chart. We’ll take it. He’s starting to get those delicious rolls on his arms and legs and I just want to eat him up.
BREASTFEEDING: If you follow along on Instagram or Facebook, you know that I got hit with mastitis a few weeks ago. Thankfully, I caught it super early (as soon as I felt soreness and body aches) and put a call into my Dr to get on meds as soon as possible. Also, I remembered that I took these while I was breastfeeding Evy, and I started them again. They help things run smoothly, so I don’t get plugged ducts and then mastitis.
We are still nursing every 2-3 hours during the day, and no longer waking him up at night to nurse. If he’s sleepy during the day, it hurts every bone in my body, but I wake him up to nurse him if he’s been sleeping longer than 2.5 hours.
SLEEP: I’m always wary of sharing much about sleep for two reasons: First, it’s still a bit all over the board. One night will be amazing, and the next will be a shit show. Second, anytime I share that he’s had a great night, without fail, the next night will be awful. It’s just baby science.
POSTPARTUM UPDATE | 2 MONTHS
That robe life. (My robe is from last year, but this one is very similar and on major sale.)
PHYSICAL UPDATE: I feel pretty damn great. Since this pregnancy was so physically challenging, postpartum is, by contrast, much easier. I had my 6 week postpartum appointment and everything is all good. This has definitely been my easiest postpartum recovery. The only thing I can notice is that my joints are still…different. It must be the relaxin – my hips hurt more than normal and I have to be careful while doing certain exercises (leg raises, etc).
WEIGHT LOSS: My weight loss has slowed down considerably since last month, which I know is normal. It’s hard for me not to get caught up in a number on a scale. I know my body is doing what it needs to, especially since I’m still breastfeeding, but it’s not easy for me to feel uncomfortable in my body. This has been the hardest part for me and it takes work to remind myself that it’s OK. It’s OK that I’m not where I want to be. Also, it’s OK that I care about it. It’s OK that I want to get there. It’s just all OK.