Breastfeeding is a lot easier this week.
The first week I was in complete agony. My breasts were engorged and nipples sore and cracked. Frank refused to feed from one of my breast, it was SO painfully engorged, making it difficult for him to latch on no matter what we tried. I pumped...only able to express the smallest amount yet feeling like it was about to explode inside. No advice seemed to help.
I walked around the house with breasts exposed... alternating between Motrin, gel pads and nipple cream.
Oh, it was awful. Yet, I survived.
And this week is so much easier and it seems Frank and I are finally learning to breastfeed.
We have spent most of our first days together resting and feeding. I stare at him a lot, hold him close, look at his eyes, his toes, the facial expressions he makes...
A family of 5 has lots more going on than a family of 4... specially with a newborn. I'm so thankful for Kip, he has been mom and dad most days, preparing meals, shopping trips, running errands and taking care of me (bringing me my vitamins, water, making sure I have enough pillows when I breastfeed). Audrey has been super helpful and loves to love on Frank whenever she gets a chance. Jeremiah is much more cool about having a newborn at home...yet is pretty quick to make sure everything is ok whenever he hears baby cry.
The first two weeks have been a lot easier with visits from grandma stopping by to fill our crockpot with meats and veggies for us to have warm dinners in the evenings and friends who have dropped off salads, muffins, and dinners. I seriously think a nights dinner is the best gift to give a family with a new baby at home.
Today we are going out for lunch. Kip asked if I wanted to try....I think we'll be just fine...
Here's to a weekend filled with love and family....
