It's apparent that my sweet little boy takes after his momma in all of the most annoying ways. He's a snacker, which means he'll latch on for 5 minutes and then lose interest and want to eat again 30 minutes later. He'll eat maybe one big meal a day. But this goes on around the clock. 24 hours a day. I really miss the every two hours schedule he was on before.
His sleep pattern also closely resembles this making naps very hard for me. But today we napped on the bed for 4 1/2 hours. I felt so much better for a little while. Of course, every nap since then has lasted about a half an hour. Right now I am wearing my super-deluxe awesome nursing pillow, after a feeding attempt, and he is dozing on it. About every 15 minutes he wakes up crying for no reason, and is comforted as soon as I pick him up and pat his little back.
I have started working a little, tiny bit of formula into his diet. He doesn't get it every day, and he certainly doesn't like it as much as my boob juice. He eats at most 3 oz at a time, and it seriously saves me from going insane. I'm too tired to hold you or be concerned with you for longer than 10 minutes, so I am going to spare your life by giving you this bottle and passing you off to your daddy for a couple of hours. Now shut up.
My pumping isn't working as well as I would like it to. I need at least 10 bags to take to Vance's parents for RenFest and I have...2. Its like I have to hit up my boobs at the exact right moment in time or else I will get less than 1 ounce after bruising the hell out of my nipples. At a better time I will achieve 2 oz, and when everything is just right I will squeeze out 4. And then Deven will have nothing, absolutely nothing to eat and thats where the formula comes in.
Formula is not easier than breast feeding like I feared it would be. I thought it would be so much easier that I would say "screw it" with breast feeding and go strictly formula. But getting up to mix a bottle does not come close to lifting your shirt and pulling out a titty. When he eats formula his habits don't change, he doesn't sleep any better, he still poops a lot, and he is still hungry 30 minutes later. I'm not worried.
I have a tooth ache...sort of. For the last several years I would get these tooth aches in the back of my mouth. The gum surrounding one tooth will swell up and it'll hurt to bite down. It lasts at most a day, but man does it suck. I went to the dentist a couple of years ago to have it looked at and I think it may have been because I couldn't be x-rayed, but the super-genius dentist determined that food was stuck between my teeth and I needed to floss more. I started flossing. And lost all faith in the dental industry.
I have horrible teeth. My mouth is small and I have severe crowding that I have wanted fixed for ever. When I was little I had the worst experience with a dentist you could imagine, like there is nothing humorous surrounding what I went through. I had what I believe a lot of over-invasive and unnecessary work done. I don't go to the dentist very often because it's expensive and I hate the smell of rubber. I really want braces. I think over the next couple of years I am going to work really hard to be able to afford this. I mean, it's something that would seriously help me to feel so much better about myself, and become so much more confident and outgoing. It could make me a true winner!
And that is all.