Today Noah is one month old. Spent most of the day with him, I like to be there when they do there "hands on" so I can change his diaper, take his tempature, and sometimes hold him as he's getting his feeding. Last night he weighed 2 lbs 10 oz, So 5 more oz and he's gained 1 whole pound. He becomes more and more beauitful to us everyday!! Yesterday I had a little melt down. It all starts with breast pumping, I do it every 2-3 hours and wake up in the middle of the night to pump, but my supply isnt increasing, I usually get 10-15ml's each breast, so Im worried I wount produce enough for him when he is able to breastfeed. So Ive been worried about that....then there are two boy babies all born after him. One a few days, the other two weeks later. I know full well they were bigger, one was over 3 lbs and the other just under 3 lbs. I know they didnt have the same "issues" as Noah did, and he has more to overcome. But I became upset because last week they were allowed to wear clothes..then this week try breastfeeding. Thats kinda when I lost it. Don't get me wrong.. I'm VERY happy they are doing so well...it's just so hard because I want to be doing these things to. I sometimes dont think the other mother's understand what a huge milestones these babies are having because they havent been there as long as we have. So I had a big cry back at the house and then I was better. I just have to wait alittle longer even though Im jealious
P.S Wobbles your package came to my house today, I have to wait till Im home again or when my Mom comes to see me next. but THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!! your very sweet and the kindness means more to me then you know
