And it's been 7 days since I last pumped. And it feels GREAT!!
I quit cold turkey. It just started to get harder and harder and take longer and longer to get a few ounces to make Evelyn's cereal in the morning. It just made no sense anymore.
Of course, with the split decision to stop pumping, and then suddenly needing to use the few ounces that were thawed in the fridge to actually feed Evelyn, Steve and I found ourselves about an hour away from a kid who was going to need some cereal and nothing to make it with. I absolutely refuse to thaw a whole bag of milk to just use a few ounces to make some cereal. We made a split decision. It was time to get some formula.
We found ourselves at Target at 8:00 am on Sunday morning. Would you be surprised to hear that the only other people at Target as the doors unlocked were parents with a few kids in tow?
So there I was, in the formula aisle. I had done no research, had no plan. Sent a few frantic texts to some parents I know who use formula (they all answered basically immediately, no surprise there!). We spent about 10 minutes reading labels, and then just basically went eenie-meanie-miney-mo to pick one.
And with that, I am free of the pump. It has been so awesome to not have to clean all the parts every day and to not have to ask Steve to repeat himself five times over the noise of the pump. It was also really nice last night when Steve opened a bottle of wine to go with the amazing dinner he made to not have to worry about having a glass.
And as we fly through our frozen breastmilk, I realize it's good to start to get her used to the formula little by little now. Based on the smell, I'm sure it tastes different, and that frozen milk is quickly being depleted. I'm sure we will have to switch to formula for just a bit to make it to her first birthday.
One downside to not pumping...it was always a good excuse for Facebook time or blogging time or Candy Crush time!
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Daycare Thoughts
Ok, ok. I know it. I'm a bad blogger. For those of you on my back about how it's been MONTHS since my last post, I counted. It's been exactly 25 days. So there.
I've had quite a few moments where I have thought, that would be a great idea for a post! But then I get sucked back up into the task at hand, whether it is parent or school related, and I forget completely. I'm going to start trying to keep a list. You know I love lists. I'm queen of post it notes at work, so I always have some handy to jot down ideas. I'm going to try to get back into the at least one post a week mode. Promise.
So, here are some thoughts about our first three weeks in day care!
1. Perhaps having Steve do drop off wasn't the best plan. She LOVES getting there in the morning. Crawls right in, goes to the teacher, plays. Loves it. She is often the first one there (but also the first one picked up!), and has a little one on one time with the teacher. I like this because it gave her some time at the beginning to feel comfortable with her.
The problem is pick up. Evelyn SCREAMS when she sees me. It isn't that she doesn't like it there. I know this because I peek in the door at her when I get there and she is loving life until the moment she sees me. I can see the thoughts she is having. "MOMMY! You are so mean! I didn't even REALIZE you were gone and how much I missed you until just now!"
2. The boys are making Evelyn quite daring. We have gotten multiple "incident reports" for falls and bumps already. It's because she is trying to stand up like the big boys do. She climbs up to stand on the shelves. She went from crawling to standing in days, and now is even moving between the couch and coffee table.
3. I don't want to talk about the day I forgot to put a nipple in her bag for the afternoon bottle...
4. The best part about daycare was when she immediately started sleeping through the night because she was so exhausted from all the playing and crawling and climbing she does all day. Unfortunately that only lasted about a week and a half because then teething started (we have two bottoms!!). On her first day she was completely passed out basically before I could strap her in the carseat:
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5. A negative, her napping has gone seriously downhill. Evelyn had just gotten into a great napping routine about a week before we started, and that has gone out the window. She just can't get used to sleeping when all the other stuff is going on. It makes for very short evenings with her. :(
6. One of the best parts of being a working mom is that I am so darn tired when I do go to bed that I have become a great sleeper myself. In general, I'm asleep within minutes of putting my head on the pillow and if she does wake up, most nights I fall back asleep relatively quickly.
6. Finally, and the reason I knew it was time for a blog post, you know daycare has become a big part of your life when it enters your dreams. Last night I dreamed that there were suddenly eight kids in her class (the maximum number of infants allowed) and also a bunch of toddlers there "visiting" some of the other kids. Evelyn was in her crib trying desperately to take a nap. There were the regular teachers there, but also a bunch of other adults there (some were people I work with) chatting and just hanging out. I was furious because she was trying so hard to sleep. So I guess the lack of naps thing is really on my mind.
More to come. Probably in about three weeks...
I've had quite a few moments where I have thought, that would be a great idea for a post! But then I get sucked back up into the task at hand, whether it is parent or school related, and I forget completely. I'm going to start trying to keep a list. You know I love lists. I'm queen of post it notes at work, so I always have some handy to jot down ideas. I'm going to try to get back into the at least one post a week mode. Promise.
So, here are some thoughts about our first three weeks in day care!
1. Perhaps having Steve do drop off wasn't the best plan. She LOVES getting there in the morning. Crawls right in, goes to the teacher, plays. Loves it. She is often the first one there (but also the first one picked up!), and has a little one on one time with the teacher. I like this because it gave her some time at the beginning to feel comfortable with her.
The problem is pick up. Evelyn SCREAMS when she sees me. It isn't that she doesn't like it there. I know this because I peek in the door at her when I get there and she is loving life until the moment she sees me. I can see the thoughts she is having. "MOMMY! You are so mean! I didn't even REALIZE you were gone and how much I missed you until just now!"
2. The boys are making Evelyn quite daring. We have gotten multiple "incident reports" for falls and bumps already. It's because she is trying to stand up like the big boys do. She climbs up to stand on the shelves. She went from crawling to standing in days, and now is even moving between the couch and coffee table.
3. I don't want to talk about the day I forgot to put a nipple in her bag for the afternoon bottle...
4. The best part about daycare was when she immediately started sleeping through the night because she was so exhausted from all the playing and crawling and climbing she does all day. Unfortunately that only lasted about a week and a half because then teething started (we have two bottoms!!). On her first day she was completely passed out basically before I could strap her in the carseat:
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5. A negative, her napping has gone seriously downhill. Evelyn had just gotten into a great napping routine about a week before we started, and that has gone out the window. She just can't get used to sleeping when all the other stuff is going on. It makes for very short evenings with her. :(
6. One of the best parts of being a working mom is that I am so darn tired when I do go to bed that I have become a great sleeper myself. In general, I'm asleep within minutes of putting my head on the pillow and if she does wake up, most nights I fall back asleep relatively quickly.
6. Finally, and the reason I knew it was time for a blog post, you know daycare has become a big part of your life when it enters your dreams. Last night I dreamed that there were suddenly eight kids in her class (the maximum number of infants allowed) and also a bunch of toddlers there "visiting" some of the other kids. Evelyn was in her crib trying desperately to take a nap. There were the regular teachers there, but also a bunch of other adults there (some were people I work with) chatting and just hanging out. I was furious because she was trying so hard to sleep. So I guess the lack of naps thing is really on my mind.
More to come. Probably in about three weeks...
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