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So after countless dishwasher cycles and hand-washings to disinfect the multitude of parts in the Dr. Brown’s bottles, Robert and I decided to introduce “the boob” again last night, just for kicks and giggles (literally!) Audrey took to it like a fish in water, and loves to eat now! Prior to last night, she was a very finicky eater, and would only eat three, maybe four ounces each feeding.

I wasn’t expecting much out of the experience, especially since the lactation consultant at the hospital said she was incapable of opening her mouth wide enough (was she really my daughter??). I figured I’d try it again, since she’s a little older now, and I KNOW she is capable of opening her mouth wide! And it worked! She appears to be getting enough sustenance to get her through her three-hour cycle, and is happy as a clam. Robert and I were thinking about what it was that made breastfeeding so much different and, well, better! She was getting breastmilk before (supplimented with formula), just through a bottle, so what really was the difference? After some thought, I came to a conclusion.

I suppose for me it’s the icing on the cake to really make me feel like her mother, and not just an extended babysitter. Being able to bond with her in such an intimate way is indescribable. And on an even more personal level, I got to succeed in a task I thought was impossible. Breastfeeding was always one of those things only the uber-professional-mommies could accomplish.

It’s been a rewarding couple days:)

Today was her one month appointment. It appears all those late night feedings (Thanks, Dad!) are paying off. She weighs 9 lbs. 4 ozs.! I could certainly tell- it seems the almost two pounds she’s gained since her birth is stored up in her cheeks. She’s now ready for winter!

She has also grown two inches taller, putting her in the 75th percentile for babies her age. She better not get used to it. Tall genes (or jeans!) don’t run in her family!

Next time she will get her first round of shots. Might have to have Robert come too so he can be the strong one;)

For all those who call my cell phone in eager anticipation that little Audrey may be making her grand entrance at that moment in time: keep waiting.

Scalini’s didn’t work for me this time, although right as my 48 hour buffer time ended, I began to have some quite considerable contractions on Sunday night- to the point where I was in so much pain we called the parents to warn them it may be an interesting night. To our dismay, the contractions never got close enough together to call the OB and in an attempt to get some rest, they diminished back to the regular old cramping by yesterday morning. (more…)

So tonight Robert and I made a trip to Scalini’s Italian Restaurant in Smyrna so I could partake in their infamous Eggplant Parmigiana, which has been known (nationally, even) to induce labor in hundreds of pregnant women who are past the 9 month mark within 48 hours. I’ve been cramping for the last two days and having some crazy Braxton Hicks contractions, so I figured, what do I have to lose? (more…)

It is with no small amount of happiness that I welcome back to Atlanta my good friend Mike Nessen, who moved back to town this past weekend. Mike will be running a new percussion business, Boom Boom Percussion, so as soon as their new site is ready I’ll link it up so you can go get that udu you’ve been meaning to buy.

[03/28/2006 12:08:38] Mike N.: hmph… dern picture don’t fit [03/28/2006 12:09:06] me: OOMBOO [03/28/2006 12:09:23] Mike N.: sounds like a new brand of bandages [03/28/2006 12:09:30] me: LOL [03/28/2006 12:09:45] Mike N.: or horse tranquilizers [03/28/2006 12:09:58] me: the world needs more horse tranks [03/28/2006 12:10:02] Mike N.: “that’s the sound they make when they take ‘em!” [03/28/2006 12:10:08] Mike N.: OOMBOO! [03/28/2006 12:10:11] Mike N.: Zzzzzzzzz [03/28/2006 12:10:16] me: <thud>