10 More Days

Another week passed since I wrote my last post. It's been 20 days already. I have 10 more days to go!!!

My mom came on Sunday with my brother, Jeff and he left that afternoon with my mother-in-law. Because I started to put Adrian on formula from that Thursday, 9/11, he had been sleeping in his room with my mother-in-law. Ever since then, I could finally sleep comfortably at nights with just to get up once to pump. On Saturday night, the night before my mom came, I stopped the need for pumping at night which made me sleep straight through the night without the need to get up and feed the baby. When mom came on Sunday, I don't know if it was because Adrian already gotten used to my mother-in-law, he didn't really sleep well on Sunday night. And, therefore, my mom didn't sleep well either. Gladly, that was the only night, after that he went back to sleep between 4 to 5 hours straight.

So far, his schedule is: first feeding at around 10am, and every 3 hours after that. If he's sleeping, I will wake him up to change him and feed him. After 1pm's feeding, I will put him in his car seat to let him sleep quietly. And, after 4pm's feeding, I just let him sit and sleep in his bounce chair in the living room with us talking and watching TV around him. After 7pm's feeding, I usually try my best to make sure he stays awake or at least half awake. And, 10pm will be his last feeding before putting him to bed. At that feeding, I will feed him in his room with dim lights and quiet sound. During the night, he will get up around 2am or 3am again to feed and again at around 6 or 7am. Usually, after the 6 or 7am feeding, he doesn't sleep right away. He probably falls asleep within an hour. I guess, normally, with a morning mother, he would probably get up by that time. But, with a late scheduled mom and sister, he's force to sleep again! hee hee....

With me, I finally weaned off my breast milk. Am I happy? Half and half. Breastfeeding really takes a lot of toll on a mother mentally and physically. I don't have to say much about the physical part. It's the mental part that really bothers me. It's very emotional. With Cassandra, when I decided to stop, I felt guilty. This time, I don't feel any guilt, I just feel I lose something. I saw how good and healthy is Cassandra, so I don't feel guilty. It's the 'loosing' feeling that I have. How do I say it? To be able to have breast milk is the prerogative of being a mom. Only a mother can have that. This may be my last child and may be my last chance of having this prerogative. One may say, 'well, you didn't even enjoy it, you hated it'. Yes, it's true. It's what comes with breast milk that I hate. It's the breastfeeding that I don't enjoy. The latching, the pumping, getting up in the middle of the night, changing nursing pads every 2 to 3 hours, wearing bra days and nights, not to mention cracked and sore nipples. Anyhow, it's over, it's done. As of last night, I don't have to wear a bra anymore. I am comfortable. I still have that 'loosing' feeling, but I know I will get over it very soon, especially after I start going out. ^_^

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