Two weeks!

Well pop open a refrigerated bottle of breast milk, because Liz and I have managed to keep Luke alive and kicking for two weeks now. There is a little bit of leftover Easter candy in the Fusion that I might celebrate with. Other than that it’ll be a pretty low key evening.

Three boxes showed up from Amazon today. They contained a bunch of plain white onesies (with hand covers, so he doesn’t scratch his face), extra pumping supplies and nipple shields, and a handy little drying tower. I am disappointed in myself for being so excited about all of this stuff.

New drying rack and extra pump materials.

Japanese tourists, tongue tie, and first bath.

My parents and came over this afternoon and were able to hold Luke for the first time. Tons of cell phone photographs were taken. Luke was pretty relaxed about it. Lauren came over a little later but he was already feeding by then so she couldn’t hold him. Hopefully next time. She did stay and chat with Liz for a while though.

This morning we took Luke to the dentist. I can’t believe how fast his teeth came in! Just kidding, he actually went because he had a little tongue tie. It was a very quick laser procedure and Liz actually cried more than he did. This will help a lot with breast feeding and with his speech later. Hopefully it will keep him from getting any sort of Michigan accent! The biggest issue is going to be doing his mouth stretches every three hours for the next 21 days. Those get him pretty agitated and it is difficult to see him suffer. But short term pain equals long term gain.

We were actually on time, despite some traffic issues. All the folks at the office were super friendly and helpful.We return in two weeks for a follow up. The lactation consultant is coming Thursday and next Monday to check up on everything. I’m optimistic that this procedure will really help improve the quality of his feedings.

Since the last piece of his umbilical cord and the circumcised end of his penis both fell off a couple of days ago, we decided that last night was a good time for his first bath. We stripped him naked and learned a valuable lesson…keep the fire hose covered at all times! No pictures of the spray down or his sponge bath, as the former shocked me so much that I forgot to document the latter. But he soaked half the kitchen and it took me a long time to wash and sterilize everything afterwards. At least it was really funny to watch.

He started crying about 1:30 this morning and didn’t stop until we were getting ready to leave for the dentist’s at around 7:15. I took over from Liz at about 4:30 and held him and walked with him and did everything I could think of to get him to sleep, to no avail. The closest he came was a fifteen minute stretch of silence after I gave him a pacifier for pretty much the first time ever. He spit it out though, and went back to fussing. I took a little nap after we returned to the condo, but am still pretty tired.

Not much is planned for the rest of the week other than the lactation consultant. The weather is supposed to be spring like again starting tomorrow and I will start spending  lot of time working on the farm. Block is supposed to be delivered tomorrow and the masons start work on Wednesday. Soon it will start looking like a house.