31 March 2008

Breast is Best


From the moment you reveal that you are pregnant people begin asking you whether or not you are going to breastfeed or not. They remind you over and over that breast is best and it is the responsible thing to do as a mother. (Somehow when you have a preggo belly you get a surgically implanted sign that says please touch my belly and give me advice. Okay that is a little cynical, but sometimes I felt like I was... well lets say I should have had dinner first before these ladies came and fondled my belly.) However, no one told me how difficult it is.
I have always known that I wanted to breastfeed. The health benefits for both the child and mother made it an obvious decision for me. (Keyword decision for me. It should be an individual decision for each mother. Also have you seen the prices of formula lately? Liquid gold I tell you! )I even took a class trying to prepare myself, but I never knew how hard I would have to work in order to be successful. I am disappointed by the class that I took. They said as long as you followed their easy steps starting to breastfeed would be a cinch. I think that information did more harm than help. When Hunter did not want to eat right away I felt like a failure. I expected to pop the baby out, do my little learned tricks, and have him breastfeeding no problem five minutes later. How naive I was. 1. There was no popping baby out. 2. you get the picture.
We ended up spending a week in the hospital because the little guy wouldn't eat consistently and had jaundice. He would tease me every now and then and would eat well; however, the next time it appeared that he never had seen a boob before. The same people who preached breast is best began pushing the bottle and formula down my throat. Luckily I am incredibly stubborn and I had a incredibly supportive husband.
I knew that stubbornness would come in handy someday.

My first lactation consultant acted like I was a waste of her time. She just added to the mounding discouragement. Fortunately, Hunter's doctor set up a consult with another lactation specialist. She was so patient, understanding, and encouraging. She praised me for standing up to nurses and asking for a pump. She let me know that this was fairly common and was probably due to the trauma Hunter received during the rough delivery. She gave me a breast shield with a syringe. This taught him to drink from the breast while making sure that he was getting a sufficient amount while he was learning. It made me feel better, because I knew he was getting the healthiest option and a healthy amount. Course I believed at this time I thought I was always going to have to pseudo breastfeed like that. Hunter's doctor said something that gave me hope. She said she had never seen someone who truly wanted to breastfeed not eventually become successful and she hadn't seen anyone as determined as I was. I really think stubborn was the more appropriate word, but I like her use of determined. Anyways, that gave me a little more hope for when we continued the struggle once we arrived home.
It was still difficult once we got home. The method the lactation consultant showed us required two people and it was about time for Tony to have to go back to work. I was about emotionally ready to give up. We were trying it one last time when Tony had to go back to the kitchen to grab something. Hunter just started to breastfeed like he had done it a million times before. It really felt like a miracle. God and his perfect timing amazes me. Hunter used the breast shield for a couple weeks after that. I just assumed that he would always need it. Then once again he was taking a bath with me and started nursing without the shield like that was standard procedure. I never thought we would get to that point. Now Hunter is an expert nurser and pretty much does all the work himself. ( I mean I can blog and breast feed.)
I know it sounds like a happy ending and pretty much it is. Breastfeeding time is my blogging time now that is how far we have come. I thought all the struggles were over until I found out what mastitis is. Very painful is what it is. For the exact definition you can find it on Web MD. Anyways I got it, called my doctor, and got the script. That was the end of that. Wrong. I have had it for over a month now and am getting huge blisters from it. I happened to go to my doctor today for a check up, so I mentioned it to him that I am wimping out and the pain is getting to me. He couldn't believe that I still had it and when he saw how big my blisters were he got on to me. Apparently it is supposed to go away with antibiotics in three days. I had no clue. He couldn't believe I endured the pain that long. He gave me another script and told me to call him if I still was having problems. He then caught me as I was walking out the door of the clinic and grabbed my arm. I mean it if you still have problems in three days call me don't wait. Oops. It isn't the first time that I have waited so long about a problem, but I didn't realize I was that bad until I had a doctor come after me to make sure I understood. Moral of the story if you get mastitis and it lasts longer than a week when on a script call your doctor. : )
Other than that breastfeeding is going well for us. We both enjoy it and seem to have the procedure down. (I am even enjoying it through the pain.)Hunter and I am both benefiting from the health benefits from breastfeeding and Tony is starting to get less squeamish about me breastfeeding in public. (Yes I am covered thanks to a hooter hider made by Cindy Abraham. Course he is so afraid that someone might accidentally catch a glimpse of my boob. The horror!)
So all you mothers out there having struggles with breast feeding keep up the good work and determination. You will get there. It won't be easy, but it will be worth it. My goal is 14 months. I will keep you posted on my progress. Oh and if you want some one to talk to jot me a line!

A Touch of Laughter

Yesterday Hunter laughed for the first time. Yes I am a first time mother and I am still amazed by all the firsts. I hope that I never stop being amazed by them. Anywho, I was sitting in the truck with Hunter while Anton ran into the store to grab himself some much needed jeans. Hunter was smiling, cooing, and chuckling and then he let out this full blown laugh. I was astounded. I really wish I would have gotten this milestone on video. He did one more full blown laugh a minute later; however, I haven't been able to get him to do it since. He likes to do things on his own terms. : ) He is way too much like his parents. ; )

29 March 2008

The man I love who gave me the son that I love.

This blog wouldn't even be possible if it wasn't for the man that I love Anton Robert Hayes. We have been together now for five years and in May will have been married for three. God introduced us at church. I know it is a God thing, because we are a perfect fit. I was new to the church that he had gone to for a good portion of his life. I always thought he was cute, but knew he was off limits because he was married, or so I thought. The first Sunday we officially met was due to us both talking to a mutual friend Casey. Anton seemed to be flirting with me a bit which caught me off guard since he was a married man. How could a married man flirt with me at church when his wife was there? Well it turns out that the women he sat with every Sunday was his sister. Thank goodness for small groups I eventually figured that out. Course it took me about a year.
We started talking at small group at Jenae Lemons house, but we didn't really start talking until after I came back from Africa. It was two Sunday's after I came back when the college group was going to go to a church in a small town Howard to help out. I accidentally slept in, because I was still recovering from jet lag. I had more than enough time to just go to our church, but I felt compelled to go to Howard. I called Jenae for directions and she handed the phone to Tony. I sped the whole way due to this unknown compulsion. I arrived about 30 min late when I should have been about and Hour late. When I entered the building the only seat available was next to Tony. (later I found out that he stacked the song books on the pews to make sure that was the only seat available. clever man.) After church He offered to ride back with me instead of riding in the van with the rest of the group. We talked the whole way there and all through lunch. That night we went bowling with the group and afterwards talked in the parking lot until three in the morning. I thought for sure he would call me the next day and ask me on a date. Nope I had to wait till Friday, but it was worth the wait. He was so cute. He asked me if I wanted to go to a movie. I said sure. He said I mean just with me not the whole group. I said I know.
Three weeks later when we went on a Double Date with Jenae and Kevin(they are now married as well) Jenae asked me if I thought he was the one and even at that moment I knew that he was. I am amazed that Jenae had so much insight.
Two years later we were married. He has been absolutely wonderful to me and I grow to love him more each day. He has supported me through college, my parents divorce, my temporary loss of my brother, and pregnancy. He was my rock through delivery. He kept reminding me to breath and telling me how great I was doing. I know those sound like simple things, but if you ever go through labor you will understand how important they are. He even stuck around and held my hand while I got a needle stuck in my back which would typically make him pass out. He continued to support me while I was struggling to learn how to breast feed. I do not think I could have been able to breastfeed successfully with out him. He continues to amaze me each day by how much of a wonderful father he is.
Hunter and I are truly blessed to have him in our family. Course I am not sure if I ever want him to read this or his head might get too big. : )

Social Butterfly

If you haven't noticed by now I love bragging about my Hunter and every little thing amazes me. Easter Sunday I took Hunter back to the nursery to change is diaper. When I took him into the room with all the children he immediately stopped crying and his eyes became real wide. The whole time while changing his diaper he was cranking his head to watch the little kids play. Afterwards I set with him on the floor a little while to allow him to watch the kids a bit more; however, I thought we had played enough so that we should go back to church. As soon as I opened the door to leave Hunter started crying again. I went back in the room, sat in a rocker, and had him facing me. He continued to cry. I turned him so he could see the kids and he stopped crying and started smiling.
Later that night in small group, Hunter was sitting in Tony's lap. There was a baby playing on the floor in front of him. Hunter bent over and tried to pull himself forward on Tony's legs to get to the baby. Tony laid him on the floor next to the baby and Hunter proceeded to smile and coo all night. It just amazes me that he is that aware of his surroundings at such and early age.

22 March 2008

Poor Baby!

Yesterday I took Hunter to the Doctor for a check up! He weighed 12#5oz and was 22.75inches long. He was smiling and giggling during his check up. Then two nurses came in with five shots. I had to hold his legs down while they gave him all five at once. It was the quickest I have ever seen him go from smiling and cooing to a blood curdling scream. I felt like I betrayed him. It is so hard sometimes to do the right things for your kids. Course he was fine once he started nursing.

19 March 2008

Fourth Generation

Hunter has the great privilege of being able to meet all of his Great Grandparents. That is wonderful to Tony and me since these people have been such an important part of us growing up. I hope Hunter has the opportunity to get to know his Greats well.

17 March 2008

So big So fast.

I can't believe how fast he is growing. He is into grabbing things now, laughing at his daddie's fart sounds, and blowing bubbles. Next he will be running! The past two months has felt like two weeks.

Happy Easter!

I took hunter to get his first Easter Bunny pix at my old college Friends U. I expected him to get scared and cry; however, when he saw the big Easter bunny his eyes lit up and he tried to put his mouth on the bunny's fur. I guess he thought he was a big stuffed animal.



Easter outfit courtesy of Aunt Terra.

01 March 2008

Wrapped around his finger

Coming home and seeing my husband and baby is wonderful. Hunter made me melt when he smiled when I walked in the room. He knows how to get his mommie going. : )The next day I got to spend the morning with him, because I had a doctor's appointment. I gave him a kiss and he smacked back. He did it several more kisses. What a genius. Then when I was changing his diaper and he peed all over himself. He had a huge grin and then let out a little chuckle. He is a little stinker already. I think he has his daddie's sweetness and ornery sense of humor.