Today has pretty much been a disaster, I mean, it could be worse, but it could have been a WHOLE lot better. Daddy and I didn't end up falling asleep until around 4:30am or so. No real reason for it, just couldn't sleep at all. Kagemonster wakes up at 6:15am, I was so hoping he would sleep until around 8:00am...or at least 7:30. But nope, he's bright eyed and bushy tailed. So Daddy and I get up and hang out with our little man, which is always fun. We both really enjoy playing with him, but we were also both hoping we could get in some sort of a nap. No such luck.
Kagemonster refused to take a nap until 12:30pm. Now really that's not too bad, but Daddy had a dentist appointment at 2:30. I decided that I was going to lay down right when Kage fell asleep, and everything would have been fine if not for the stupid phone!!! Some days I hate that thing...I got at least 3 phone calls and almost 20 texts, in less than an hour.
NOw whn I want people to text me, nobody is around, I can't find a soul. But the second I try to sleep...BOOM texts are flying at me from all angles...it's so lame.
SO today I got some laundry done, took Daddy to the dentist (where he had 3 teeth pulled, all at the same time, which was totally unexpected), and now I have to sweep, mop vaccuum, steam clean, do dishes and do a billion other things before my grandmother comes tomorrow morning. So speaking of all the chores I have to do, I best sign off before it gets any later.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Invasion of the FLIES
Flies are driving me insane. Everyone where we live has dogs, hell, even we have dogs. But because of the dogs, there are flies EVERYWHERE. Daddy and I are both smokers (yes, I know, it's horrible, we've tried to quit and it's just not pretty, especially because of our everyday stress...you wouldn't want to be me a lot of the time), so when we smoke, we go out front, but leave the door open so we can see the Kagemonster and he can see us. If he can't see us, he screams blood murder. There's no way we will smoke in the house (of course), so we are stuck outside...letting all these bloody flies in.
Now if it was just one or two, or even five, it wouldn't be a big deal. No no, it's like 50...and everytime we open the door, it's more. When I'm feeding the Kagemonster they fly around and land on his little head and on my hands and once a day or so I go nuts and kill about 20 of them, the rest hiding from me...evil little bastards.
So nothing too remarkable from Kage for the last couple of days. It seems like he's worked out his "normal" sleeping schedule, which is nice, but it's certainly not ideal for me. It goes a little something like this: Wake up between 6:00am and 8:30am, NO NAP ALL DAY, just screaming and eating, then to bet between 6:30 and 8:00pm.
Now if it was just one or two, or even five, it wouldn't be a big deal. No no, it's like 50...and everytime we open the door, it's more. When I'm feeding the Kagemonster they fly around and land on his little head and on my hands and once a day or so I go nuts and kill about 20 of them, the rest hiding from me...evil little bastards.
So nothing too remarkable from Kage for the last couple of days. It seems like he's worked out his "normal" sleeping schedule, which is nice, but it's certainly not ideal for me. It goes a little something like this: Wake up between 6:00am and 8:30am, NO NAP ALL DAY, just screaming and eating, then to bet between 6:30 and 8:00pm.
Friday, August 21, 2009
The Sweetness
Kage is the sweetest little thing...when he's asleep, falling asleep or just woke up. I love feeding him at night, he is the snuggliest little boy ever. During the day I swear sometimes I can hear little children singing creepily "DOMINOS! OMINE!" Now I love him more than anything, but every once in a while he seems very much like a demon child. Screaming for hours and HOURS AND HOURS.
His thrush is clearing up, it's almost totally gone. His gas is even getting better since Gram bought his new bed. It is an amazing bed! It's pretty much a hammock on a spring. Little Kagemonster loves his bed. He gets all snuggly in it and it makes him sleep so much better. At night he usually sleeps 4 hours at a time. I can't even begin to explain how wonderful that is. Especially considering he doesn't sleep during the day. Normally he us up from about 6am to around 8pm. Typically without a nap too. The last couple of days it's been better, with him taking at lease one or two, two hour naps.
Today he did take a couple of short little naps...but only for about 20 minutes at a time. It was not pleasant for Mommy.
That's really all that's happened in the last few days. I never thought I would enjoy getting up in the middle of the night, but I really do. I get to spend quiet time with my sweet little man. I don't know what happens to the sweet little guy during the day...but I'm hoping I can find him someday.
His thrush is clearing up, it's almost totally gone. His gas is even getting better since Gram bought his new bed. It is an amazing bed! It's pretty much a hammock on a spring. Little Kagemonster loves his bed. He gets all snuggly in it and it makes him sleep so much better. At night he usually sleeps 4 hours at a time. I can't even begin to explain how wonderful that is. Especially considering he doesn't sleep during the day. Normally he us up from about 6am to around 8pm. Typically without a nap too. The last couple of days it's been better, with him taking at lease one or two, two hour naps.
Today he did take a couple of short little naps...but only for about 20 minutes at a time. It was not pleasant for Mommy.
That's really all that's happened in the last few days. I never thought I would enjoy getting up in the middle of the night, but I really do. I get to spend quiet time with my sweet little man. I don't know what happens to the sweet little guy during the day...but I'm hoping I can find him someday.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Pure Exhaustion
Now I've been a night person ever since I was about 13. I'm one of those people that likes to go to bed around 3 or 4 am, sometimes later. I never realized how bad that would screw me after I had a baby. Especially the Kagemonster. He's already learned the difference between night and day, which would be amazing for most parents, but not so much for me. So Kage was up ALL DAY yesterday, from 6am to around 8pm.
To be continued...I've gotta eat.
Okay, back. Of course it's a day or so later, but ya know. Anyway, so I've been a night person forever and Kage already knows the difference between night and day so I'm straight screwed. He has been sleeping so good at night, which is wonderful, but I have the hardest time going to bed at a decent hour, so it really kills me. He usually falls asleep as the sun is going down, around 7:30-8:30pm. He will then wake up between 11:30 and 12:30, this first stretch is really long. The next time he will get up anywhere from 2:30 to 4:30, and the last time he wakes up between 5am and 6am. Now I ALWAYS hope he wakes up at 5am. Because if he does, I can feed, burp and change him as the sun is coming up and get him back down before he realizes it's light outside. If not, I am in Hell. If he realizes the sun is up, his eyes will pop open and he will lay there screaming until it goes down. If he doesn't, I'll usually get until 8:00am to 8:30am to sleep. And let me tell you, that two hours is a lifesaver, especially if I didn't get to sleep until 4am.
To be continued...I've gotta eat.
Okay, back. Of course it's a day or so later, but ya know. Anyway, so I've been a night person forever and Kage already knows the difference between night and day so I'm straight screwed. He has been sleeping so good at night, which is wonderful, but I have the hardest time going to bed at a decent hour, so it really kills me. He usually falls asleep as the sun is going down, around 7:30-8:30pm. He will then wake up between 11:30 and 12:30, this first stretch is really long. The next time he will get up anywhere from 2:30 to 4:30, and the last time he wakes up between 5am and 6am. Now I ALWAYS hope he wakes up at 5am. Because if he does, I can feed, burp and change him as the sun is coming up and get him back down before he realizes it's light outside. If not, I am in Hell. If he realizes the sun is up, his eyes will pop open and he will lay there screaming until it goes down. If he doesn't, I'll usually get until 8:00am to 8:30am to sleep. And let me tell you, that two hours is a lifesaver, especially if I didn't get to sleep until 4am.
Friday, August 14, 2009
So until today, Kagemonster REALLY lived up to his nickname. Though according to Daddy, his "real" nickname is Commander Kagemonkey. For here though, he is Kagemonster. Anyway, yesterday was Hell. His gas was so bad he couldn't sleep...he just screamed ALL DAY. Daddy and I were so frustrated, we couldn't make him feel better.
He woke up at 6am, and didn't go back to sleep until about 8:30pm. He was so tired he slept for a full 4 hours. We had switched Kagemonster to soy formula, it now seems that the soy was causing more problems than it was helping. Instead of healthy poop, it looks like he is passing bunny turds. They are not soft bunny turds either.
On top of all that, he somehow got Thrush, a yeast infection of the mouth. From everything I have read it just goes away on its own, but I will be making a doctor's appointment on Monday. I have to call them to get his circumcision appointment set up anyway.
Today he was a perfect angel. He had a little trouble falling asleep last night because of gas...if I can't get ALL of the gas out of his little tummy he just cries. I would lay him down and 5 minutes later he would scream. I'd pick him up, burp him again, rock him until he fell asleep, lay him back down, repeat. It literally took me 10 times of doing this before all the gas was out and he could sleep. This happened twice throughout the night, so not too bad, but I just feel so bad when he cries...it breaks my heart. When you adore something or someone as much as your own child, the last thing you can stand is seeing them in pain and knowing there is so little you can do. Even the gas drops don't work usually.
Today though, after last night, was wonderful. He is such a happy baby when he doesn't hurt. Everytime he'd get up to eat, he would chow down like a hippo, burp like a champ, snuggle for a little bit, and go back to sleep. Today was one of the best days we've had. Before we would have snuggle time he would just smile at me and Daddy and he was just so content, you could see it in his beautiful eyes. He was even happy for his bath, which he usually hates. He's not a fan of getting cold, so he usually screams at baths, but today he was such a trooper, loving the warm water. I covered him with a towel before I washed his back and hair that way he wouldn't get too cold, then when we were done, took off the towel, wrapped him in another towel with a blanket on top of that and snuggled until he was warm. He LOVES that. Naked snuggling seems to be a new favorite, much like peeing on his Pooh Jammies. This also seems to be something he enjoys.
I put him in the cutest Winnie the Pooh jammies, he wore them for about 3 hours...just between feedings and while I was changing him, I was stupid and didn't cover his peepee, and he peed ALL OVER his Pooh Jammies...this is the second or third time he's done this...everytime I put any of his Pooh Jammies on him. It never fails.
So right now he is sleeping like a little spikey haired angel. I'm still waiting on my digital camera, but I will upload pictures after we receive it.
He woke up at 6am, and didn't go back to sleep until about 8:30pm. He was so tired he slept for a full 4 hours. We had switched Kagemonster to soy formula, it now seems that the soy was causing more problems than it was helping. Instead of healthy poop, it looks like he is passing bunny turds. They are not soft bunny turds either.
On top of all that, he somehow got Thrush, a yeast infection of the mouth. From everything I have read it just goes away on its own, but I will be making a doctor's appointment on Monday. I have to call them to get his circumcision appointment set up anyway.
Today he was a perfect angel. He had a little trouble falling asleep last night because of gas...if I can't get ALL of the gas out of his little tummy he just cries. I would lay him down and 5 minutes later he would scream. I'd pick him up, burp him again, rock him until he fell asleep, lay him back down, repeat. It literally took me 10 times of doing this before all the gas was out and he could sleep. This happened twice throughout the night, so not too bad, but I just feel so bad when he cries...it breaks my heart. When you adore something or someone as much as your own child, the last thing you can stand is seeing them in pain and knowing there is so little you can do. Even the gas drops don't work usually.
Today though, after last night, was wonderful. He is such a happy baby when he doesn't hurt. Everytime he'd get up to eat, he would chow down like a hippo, burp like a champ, snuggle for a little bit, and go back to sleep. Today was one of the best days we've had. Before we would have snuggle time he would just smile at me and Daddy and he was just so content, you could see it in his beautiful eyes. He was even happy for his bath, which he usually hates. He's not a fan of getting cold, so he usually screams at baths, but today he was such a trooper, loving the warm water. I covered him with a towel before I washed his back and hair that way he wouldn't get too cold, then when we were done, took off the towel, wrapped him in another towel with a blanket on top of that and snuggled until he was warm. He LOVES that. Naked snuggling seems to be a new favorite, much like peeing on his Pooh Jammies. This also seems to be something he enjoys.
I put him in the cutest Winnie the Pooh jammies, he wore them for about 3 hours...just between feedings and while I was changing him, I was stupid and didn't cover his peepee, and he peed ALL OVER his Pooh Jammies...this is the second or third time he's done this...everytime I put any of his Pooh Jammies on him. It never fails.
So right now he is sleeping like a little spikey haired angel. I'm still waiting on my digital camera, but I will upload pictures after we receive it.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
It's almost 3am...
And all is quiet in the Kagemonster's domain. Daddy and I are still awake, though through no fault of the little one's. He's been sleeping so wonderfully for almost 12 hours (with the exception of waking up to eat, burp and change). When he woke up last time he was so sweet. I actually ended up waking him up just to make sure he didn't sleep too long without eating. I picked him up and he snuggled with me (gods I love that). We got all cozy in our rocking chair and he ate sooooo well. When I picked him up to burp him, he burped before I even got him to my shoulder. Then when I went to change him he laid on his changing table so good and never once screamed. Though he did end up peeing all over the changing pad while I was grabbing a diaper...I have yet to master the whole "diaper being ready" thing.
While changing him Daddy came over and messed his hair all up and gave him kisses. Oh how he LOVES his kisses, especially Daddy kisses. He opens his mouth as wide as he can when he thinks you're going to kiss him, it's so sweet. He then laid his head on my shoulder the second I picked him and and he fell right to sleep. Since we laid him down he's only stirred once or twice, which was probably either little gas bubbles or a dream or something.
I was talking to my mom yesterday and she said the most awesome and true thing I've ever heard. We were talking about when my mom and dad came to visit us in the hospital right after the Kagemonster was born. She made the comment that, "I have never seen a man fall so in love with his child as fast as he did." And she is so right. I haven't ever seen that before either. My best friend, Roadrage had a baby in January. Throughout her whole pregnancy her boyfriend (whose name I will come up with at a later time) was so supportive and excited, but the second the baby was born, it was almost like he stopped caring. Now I understand that he had to work...but Roadrage was actually sleeping in the living room, on the floor so her boyfriend wouldn't be woken up. He almost always refuses to change diapers or feed him too. Do you know how many times I've changed that little boy's diaper or fed him because the boyfriend didn't want to? Yeah, I don't either. Right after the Kagemonster was born the boyfriend didn't want to hold him, and flat out refused to watch him for less than a minute while I ran out to my car...now this doesn't seem quite fair to me, but whatever, I'm just glad that he's not with me, because I would have kicked him to the curb.
I worried for a little while that Daddy would be like that, mainly because that's what I had seen of my friends that had kids, and while Daddy was wonderful to me during my pregnancy, he didn't do TOO much with the Kagemonster in womb. He did talk to him a little, rubbed my tummy some, but he was much more focused on me, which really was a good thing. But the connection that those two share...it's amazing. I love just watching Daddy hold Kagemonster. He just stares at Daddy with so much love and adoration that it almost makes me cry, and if I think about it too much, I totally will cry. Okay, so that's enough of the sappy stuff for this post.
Talk to you all tomorrow!
While changing him Daddy came over and messed his hair all up and gave him kisses. Oh how he LOVES his kisses, especially Daddy kisses. He opens his mouth as wide as he can when he thinks you're going to kiss him, it's so sweet. He then laid his head on my shoulder the second I picked him and and he fell right to sleep. Since we laid him down he's only stirred once or twice, which was probably either little gas bubbles or a dream or something.
I was talking to my mom yesterday and she said the most awesome and true thing I've ever heard. We were talking about when my mom and dad came to visit us in the hospital right after the Kagemonster was born. She made the comment that, "I have never seen a man fall so in love with his child as fast as he did." And she is so right. I haven't ever seen that before either. My best friend, Roadrage had a baby in January. Throughout her whole pregnancy her boyfriend (whose name I will come up with at a later time) was so supportive and excited, but the second the baby was born, it was almost like he stopped caring. Now I understand that he had to work...but Roadrage was actually sleeping in the living room, on the floor so her boyfriend wouldn't be woken up. He almost always refuses to change diapers or feed him too. Do you know how many times I've changed that little boy's diaper or fed him because the boyfriend didn't want to? Yeah, I don't either. Right after the Kagemonster was born the boyfriend didn't want to hold him, and flat out refused to watch him for less than a minute while I ran out to my car...now this doesn't seem quite fair to me, but whatever, I'm just glad that he's not with me, because I would have kicked him to the curb.
I worried for a little while that Daddy would be like that, mainly because that's what I had seen of my friends that had kids, and while Daddy was wonderful to me during my pregnancy, he didn't do TOO much with the Kagemonster in womb. He did talk to him a little, rubbed my tummy some, but he was much more focused on me, which really was a good thing. But the connection that those two share...it's amazing. I love just watching Daddy hold Kagemonster. He just stares at Daddy with so much love and adoration that it almost makes me cry, and if I think about it too much, I totally will cry. Okay, so that's enough of the sappy stuff for this post.
Talk to you all tomorrow!
Monday, August 10, 2009
My Brain is on Fire..
Sooooo, we decided to switch the little Kagemonster to soy formula since lactose intolerance/ milk allergies run in my family in infants. My brother couldn't drink milk and neither could my mom and things are going a little better though definitely not 100%. He's still gassy as hell and enjoys screaming in my ear to tell me so. The three of us went to the dentist today to get Daddy's teeth looked at and Kagemonster was wonderful. He slept almost the whole time, and we were there for a while. I, on the other hand, had one hell of a day. Woke up with a migrane at around 8am and it's now 8am and it's going strong. Kage really didn't help matters much, as at his last feeding he ate a little, and then decided to scream no matter what I did. I finally ended up throwing him over my shoulder and patting him till he fell asleep then put him in his Command Center since he sleeps better there.
In the next few days I'll be the proud owner of a digital camera! YAY! Lots of pictures will be shared. LOTS.
In the next few days I'll be the proud owner of a digital camera! YAY! Lots of pictures will be shared. LOTS.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
August 8th, 2009
Today has been a rather trying day...will finish post later, Kagemonster is screaming again.
He is finally sleeping, so I have a little time to update for today. So as I started saying earlier, today has been a trying day. Kagemonster's colic is getting worse. He was up for over 12 hours, most of it screaming. The only time he would stop was to eat, "burp" (he never actually burped, but he likes the bouncing and/or back patting, it makes him feel better), or sit in my lap, even Daddy's lap wasn't working well. He's in so much pain so we bought him some more Mylacon this morning...which was helping until the dogs stole the bottle and ate it. So now we have to go BACK to the store and get some more. Though to do that we are waiting till Kagemonster is almost awake, so we can lull him back to sleep with the car ride.
It didn't help that Daddy had a severe toothache all day, though he was wonderful and let me take a good 2-3 hour nap around 2pm. Before that I had only gotten about 2 hours of sleep. Daddy had gotten 5 or more, so it was his turn, though I try not to make him watch Kage when he has a toothache, especially when there is a lot of crying because it makes the toothache worse.
Quick little story from last night. Norman Bates, our beagle/basset mix is stubborn and quite the butthole. So as I am going to bed around 3am, I take my pants off and was pulling back the covers...and Norman walks in. He trots over to the far side of the bed, looks right at me, and poops on the floor. I think I would have killed him if Kagemonster had been awake, but I had JUST gotten him to sleep so I didn't want to wake him with sounds of a bagel screaming. I'm standing there, jaw on the floor, trying to coax Norman to go outside as quickly as possible, but it didn't work. Fortunately Kage hasn't been sleeping in the bedroom, he sleeps in the living room with Daddy and I sleep in the bedroom with the door open so I can hear him. So now I have to pull everything out of the bedroom and steam clean the living hell out of it. I could still kill that dog, if I didn't love him.
We need a crate SOOOOOOO bad...obviously.
Right now Kagemonster is sleeping soundly in his carseat, I finally got him to sleep by sitting him in my lap while looking at my computer and he was so tired he just passed right out. I'm glad there is at least one position that he's comfortable in. Sleeping in his "command center" as we call it, makes me nervous for some reason, I don't know why considering it's supposed to keep him safe in even a car wreck...I think I just have issues.
Anyway, while the Kagemonster is sleeping I've got like a million chores to do, so I'll post again tomorrow. Oh, and I will be posting pictures soonish, I will have a digital camera next week, so I can take billions of pictures and torture everyone with them, even though at this point, nobody is reading this, as nobody has this address. But hopefully, someone will be reading soon.
He is finally sleeping, so I have a little time to update for today. So as I started saying earlier, today has been a trying day. Kagemonster's colic is getting worse. He was up for over 12 hours, most of it screaming. The only time he would stop was to eat, "burp" (he never actually burped, but he likes the bouncing and/or back patting, it makes him feel better), or sit in my lap, even Daddy's lap wasn't working well. He's in so much pain so we bought him some more Mylacon this morning...which was helping until the dogs stole the bottle and ate it. So now we have to go BACK to the store and get some more. Though to do that we are waiting till Kagemonster is almost awake, so we can lull him back to sleep with the car ride.
It didn't help that Daddy had a severe toothache all day, though he was wonderful and let me take a good 2-3 hour nap around 2pm. Before that I had only gotten about 2 hours of sleep. Daddy had gotten 5 or more, so it was his turn, though I try not to make him watch Kage when he has a toothache, especially when there is a lot of crying because it makes the toothache worse.
Quick little story from last night. Norman Bates, our beagle/basset mix is stubborn and quite the butthole. So as I am going to bed around 3am, I take my pants off and was pulling back the covers...and Norman walks in. He trots over to the far side of the bed, looks right at me, and poops on the floor. I think I would have killed him if Kagemonster had been awake, but I had JUST gotten him to sleep so I didn't want to wake him with sounds of a bagel screaming. I'm standing there, jaw on the floor, trying to coax Norman to go outside as quickly as possible, but it didn't work. Fortunately Kage hasn't been sleeping in the bedroom, he sleeps in the living room with Daddy and I sleep in the bedroom with the door open so I can hear him. So now I have to pull everything out of the bedroom and steam clean the living hell out of it. I could still kill that dog, if I didn't love him.
We need a crate SOOOOOOO bad...obviously.
Right now Kagemonster is sleeping soundly in his carseat, I finally got him to sleep by sitting him in my lap while looking at my computer and he was so tired he just passed right out. I'm glad there is at least one position that he's comfortable in. Sleeping in his "command center" as we call it, makes me nervous for some reason, I don't know why considering it's supposed to keep him safe in even a car wreck...I think I just have issues.
Anyway, while the Kagemonster is sleeping I've got like a million chores to do, so I'll post again tomorrow. Oh, and I will be posting pictures soonish, I will have a digital camera next week, so I can take billions of pictures and torture everyone with them, even though at this point, nobody is reading this, as nobody has this address. But hopefully, someone will be reading soon.
Friday, August 7, 2009
First Post: August 7th, 2009
The notorious Kagemonster was born on July 19th, 2009 at 2:07pm. He weighed 6lbs, 11oz and was 19 inches long. My labor was a little over 14 hours long, most of that was spent with an epidural, so very comfortably, surrounded by my best friends and my grandmother. I had the most wonderful nurse in the world, Stephanie. I still need to send her a thank you card, she made labor better than it already was with her great personality and vulgar humor.
I gave birth to my Kagemonster before even the doctor was ready. Since then it has been a rollercoaster. The first two days were spend in the hospital (blech) because of the doctor I had been going to...they never bothered to give me a certain test, so the hubby and I were stuck in the hospital, wishing we could sleep for 2 days instead of just 1. It was boring and there was no sleep...and after 14 hours of labor...I NEEDED sleep. The constant poking and prodding and underwear checking became more than too much after the first day. It gets old real quick when some douchebag comes in at 3am to stab you in the back of the hand (the most painful place to get blood from), I made sure to have pain meds before he came in. Then I had someone else coming in about every 2 hours to check my blood pressure and temperature...now I understand that this is necessary...but it makes for a hellish night when you're trying to establish breast feeding, sleep, care for your first child who has gas, eat and go to the bathroom (which at this point, is a 15 minute ordeal, dabbing at stitches, rinsing with water, stinging foofoo, etc.). By the 4th time, I was ready to stab someone.
Anyway, since I brought my beautiful Kagemonster home we've had so many ups and downs. The first couple of days were completely without sleep, add that on to the first 2 days without sleep and the hubby and I were completely delerious. By the time I actually got sleep...oh wait, that hasn't happened yet. Will let you know when it does.
Kage is a wonderful baby. He is beautiful and sweet and snuggly...but he has terrible gas. His poor little tummy hurts almost everytime he eats. He does better with breastmilk than formula, but I can't seem to produce enough milk to feed him exclusively. Sometimes I feel like my body has betrayed me, and really it has, but most people chock it up so stress and tell me to keep pumping. I'm not sure how much pumping they expect me to do...I think my nipples are going to fall off. To get the little one to burp at all we have to immediately bounce him on our knees RIGHT after he eats until he burps once or twice, then I have to burp him on my chest...and hope he will actually burp, which he usually won't. When he won't he ends up screaming for hours on end and there isn't too much I can do, except give him Mylacon, which works, but he goes through it so fast we can barely keep up.
Daddy has been wonderful, though I do wish he could wake up when Kagemonster does more often. He usually sleeps through the crying, though I have no idea how. From the back of the house I can hear him crying, and Daddy sleeps right next to him.
So we're pretty much updated I think, unless we get into the drama that is my everyday, and I don't really feel like writing about that. So, here we go about today. :)
Kagemonster slept pretty regularly last night. He went to bed around 2am, I went to bed around 3-3:30am. Kage was up at 4, back down at 5, up at 6, back down at 6:30, up at 8, back down at 9:30...by 10am I was done, completely exhausted. I woke Daddy up at 10 so I could hopefully get some sleep. Daddy comes in at 10:45...Kage is constipated and has gas. Hasn't pooped in almost 2 days. I start calling people to see if anyone knows what to do to get him to poop because Daddy says his tummy is hard as a rock. We're both concerned, our little boy is in pain. This isn't okay.
I got off the phone with only one suggestion...rub his little butthole with a warm washcloth. This sounds terribly appealing...but I'll do it anyway just to make him feel better. Not 5 minutes later Daddy walks by the bassinet..."Oh my god, someone either farted or pooped." Picks Kage up and takes him to the changing table, "Kes, could you come over here and help me?". Of course I'll help, since when would I say no? So I make my way over there just as Daddy's opening the diaper...the second he sees the wonderful, HUGE "present" Kage has left us, he starts salivating, seconds away from tossing his cookies all over the place. I honestly didn't know a baby, a not even 3 week old baby, could fill a diaper like this, it was incredible! Daddy runs off, seriously afraid he's going to throw up all over the kitchen, me laughing at him the whole time. Honestly, I can handle a lot, but that diaper even had me gagging a little.
It's 10:20pm right now and I'm falling asleep at the keyboard, since I only got about a combined total of about 3 and a half hours of sleep last night. I will be back tomorrow to write about our day...hopefully it's as peaceful as today was, but with a little more sleep.
I gave birth to my Kagemonster before even the doctor was ready. Since then it has been a rollercoaster. The first two days were spend in the hospital (blech) because of the doctor I had been going to...they never bothered to give me a certain test, so the hubby and I were stuck in the hospital, wishing we could sleep for 2 days instead of just 1. It was boring and there was no sleep...and after 14 hours of labor...I NEEDED sleep. The constant poking and prodding and underwear checking became more than too much after the first day. It gets old real quick when some douchebag comes in at 3am to stab you in the back of the hand (the most painful place to get blood from), I made sure to have pain meds before he came in. Then I had someone else coming in about every 2 hours to check my blood pressure and temperature...now I understand that this is necessary...but it makes for a hellish night when you're trying to establish breast feeding, sleep, care for your first child who has gas, eat and go to the bathroom (which at this point, is a 15 minute ordeal, dabbing at stitches, rinsing with water, stinging foofoo, etc.). By the 4th time, I was ready to stab someone.
Anyway, since I brought my beautiful Kagemonster home we've had so many ups and downs. The first couple of days were completely without sleep, add that on to the first 2 days without sleep and the hubby and I were completely delerious. By the time I actually got sleep...oh wait, that hasn't happened yet. Will let you know when it does.
Kage is a wonderful baby. He is beautiful and sweet and snuggly...but he has terrible gas. His poor little tummy hurts almost everytime he eats. He does better with breastmilk than formula, but I can't seem to produce enough milk to feed him exclusively. Sometimes I feel like my body has betrayed me, and really it has, but most people chock it up so stress and tell me to keep pumping. I'm not sure how much pumping they expect me to do...I think my nipples are going to fall off. To get the little one to burp at all we have to immediately bounce him on our knees RIGHT after he eats until he burps once or twice, then I have to burp him on my chest...and hope he will actually burp, which he usually won't. When he won't he ends up screaming for hours on end and there isn't too much I can do, except give him Mylacon, which works, but he goes through it so fast we can barely keep up.
Daddy has been wonderful, though I do wish he could wake up when Kagemonster does more often. He usually sleeps through the crying, though I have no idea how. From the back of the house I can hear him crying, and Daddy sleeps right next to him.
So we're pretty much updated I think, unless we get into the drama that is my everyday, and I don't really feel like writing about that. So, here we go about today. :)
Kagemonster slept pretty regularly last night. He went to bed around 2am, I went to bed around 3-3:30am. Kage was up at 4, back down at 5, up at 6, back down at 6:30, up at 8, back down at 9:30...by 10am I was done, completely exhausted. I woke Daddy up at 10 so I could hopefully get some sleep. Daddy comes in at 10:45...Kage is constipated and has gas. Hasn't pooped in almost 2 days. I start calling people to see if anyone knows what to do to get him to poop because Daddy says his tummy is hard as a rock. We're both concerned, our little boy is in pain. This isn't okay.
I got off the phone with only one suggestion...rub his little butthole with a warm washcloth. This sounds terribly appealing...but I'll do it anyway just to make him feel better. Not 5 minutes later Daddy walks by the bassinet..."Oh my god, someone either farted or pooped." Picks Kage up and takes him to the changing table, "Kes, could you come over here and help me?". Of course I'll help, since when would I say no? So I make my way over there just as Daddy's opening the diaper...the second he sees the wonderful, HUGE "present" Kage has left us, he starts salivating, seconds away from tossing his cookies all over the place. I honestly didn't know a baby, a not even 3 week old baby, could fill a diaper like this, it was incredible! Daddy runs off, seriously afraid he's going to throw up all over the kitchen, me laughing at him the whole time. Honestly, I can handle a lot, but that diaper even had me gagging a little.
It's 10:20pm right now and I'm falling asleep at the keyboard, since I only got about a combined total of about 3 and a half hours of sleep last night. I will be back tomorrow to write about our day...hopefully it's as peaceful as today was, but with a little more sleep.
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