Earlier tonight while hubby was giving Khloe and Keira a bath I put Kaylee in the swing to see if she would pass out so I could hang some laundry. Of course she was in one of her moods and started to fuss and then full out cry. I, of course went to pick her up to see if she was looking to nurse to sleep and as soon as I got in front of her she did her usual kicking her legs like crazy and smiling. I jokingly called her a little brat and a faker to which she laughed and smiled like crazy. Since I was delaying in picking her up she began to pout and I told her to stop it, to which she began laughing again. Two months old and she already knows how to manipulate mommy. Now her new nickname is The Manipulator.
What are they? I can’t remember when they first appeared on Keira. I believe it was the night after we went to the park or the following night, so Monday or Tuesday. My husband said he thought they were just bites since she only had 3 of them on her legs. I just went with it, despite no one else having them when we were all in the same area. Last night I took her shirt off and she must have had 10 of them on her shoulders, back and backside of her upper arms near her armpit. We began thinking Chicken Pox, but gave her a bath as usual. After the bath couple more appeared, one on her temple another on her nose next to her eyebrow. We began to wonder if maybe it was something else since no one had mentioned having Chicken Pox and she wasn’t exposed to anyone out of our normal day to day life. We went through everything she had ate that day and the day we thought the others first appeared, but it was hard since we couldn’t exactly remember when they first appeared. She went to bed like normal and woke up like normal with no new spots and acting like her normal bratty self. Which leads me to believe it may or may not have been an allergic reaction to nuts. She has had nuts before with no issues, but she had them twice this week after not having them for quite some time. She shared a PB and Fluff sandwich with me a few nights ago and had an ice cream with peanuts on it last night. She has no fever, isn’t acting sick, no new spots since last night, is only a little itchy and is currently playing with her sister. So what do you think they could be? My camera is charging right now, but I will try and take some pics later and edit this post to put them up.
I have been very educated in nursing since before I even became pregnant with Khloe. I know the basic do’s and don’ts and how to help boost your supply amongst other things. Back in January when Richie’s cousin had her son I was talking to the LC that came in to meet with her and she suggested I look into becoming an LC myself (which I might do later in life after I finish having children). What I can’t understand is why I can not exclusively nurse my own children.
Khloe was almost all formula fed with maybe one or two nursing sessions at night once I got home from work. I blame my births and the trauma and depression, as well as not being ready. At the time of Khloe’s birth Richie and I were not married or together so my mother spent close to 24 hours of induced labor with me. I have no clue why I was induced and I was so anxious to meet my little girl I just went with it. I only dilated to 4cm and was not aware I could stop the pitocin and take a break, my doctor lead me to believe a c-section was my only option. I never dreamed of having a c-section. I had always pictured myself having a natural, drug free (maybe even water) birth. I can’t complain about the c-section, I healed fast and I was moving around great by discharge, but I couldn’t nurse as easy while in the hospital. It was hard to page the nurse every time I needed someone to hand her to me. In the end my milk took forever to come in (didn’t help I was induced at 39 weeks with no sign of labor), she dropped close to that dreaded 10% weight loss and in order to leave I had to introduce formula. By the time we got home Khloe didn’t want to nurse at all and preferred having a bottle and I had to return to work so I didn’t push nursing.
Keira’s pregnancy was great, but she begin to give signs of pre-term labor. At 38 weeks my doctor decided to do a repeat c-section (the hospital I was delivering at had a VBAC ban and I was working so much I had no time to look into another provider) so I went with it. The whole ordeal was a mess and I still have nightmares from the day over 2 years later. It was decided before Keira was born that I would become a SAHM so I was prepared to work hard at nursing. Before leaving work I invested in a Medela Pump In Style, stocked up on Fenugreek and ordered the Mother’s Love Lactaction sampler. Still with all that and my milk coming in sooner Keira actually dropped the 10% weight and was only allowed home after a day of being supplemented and though she was maybe 30-40% formula fed I could never wean her off of it. I am happy to say though we stayed that way until she self weaned right before she turned 1.
Kaylee, my first attempt at a VBAC. I decided to research all over the place and finally found a great group of midwives at a different hospital that would allow me to attempt a VBA2C. I went into labor 1 day shy of 41 weeks and despite the pain loved every minute of it. In the end due to Kay’s heart being a little tacky and a anti-VBAC nurse (not the regular nurse I had through out my labor) telling me I had a window on my uterus and the pain I was feeling was a rupture happening I ended up with a repeat (this nurse also told me while being stitched up that the doctor was able to poke a hole into my uterus, my regular midwife says none of this is in my chart). I am a little upset about this, but happy I was able to have her when she wanted to come and was done baking. My milk came in the day before we left, but Kay was still near the 10% loss as well. We were allowed to leave with the promise of supplementing and having a visiting nurse. Kay is gaining well despite being diagnosed with reflux, but she is still supplementing with 2-6oz of formula a day. No matter how hard I try I can’t seem to keep her satisfied. She nurses on both sides at each feeding to the point that she is crying on the breast and spits it out every time I put it in her mouth.
I just can’t figure it out. How can one have so much knowledge, do everything they can to increase supply (I know I have no issues in making milk, the last time I pumped when she missed a feed I got 2-3oz) and not be able to exclusively nurse their child. I just want to cry. I want nothing more than for my baby to only have mommy’s milk, but that doesn’t seem to be happening.
On a happy side I strapped Kay into the carrier and headed out for a walk with my neighbor Melinda. We ended up walking for an hour and a half back and forth on the beautiful Harbour Walk at Logan Airport. It was such a nice end of the day.