Age: 9 weeks and he also passed the 2 month mark this week too.
Feeding: I am still mixed feeding, but my milk is getting less and less, which I knew would happen when I gave him formula. It’s a catch 22… he needs formula so he doesn’t starve, but the more formula he drinks, the less milk my body will produce.
Sleeping routine: No major change, he is still sleeping from 8.00 pm through to 4.00 am and then back to sleep after a bottle until about 7.00 am. A couple of times this week he slept through without waking for his 4.00 am feed. I feel so lucky that he is sleeping well. he’s such a good boy.
- Using his hands: I left him in his bouncer while I went downstairs to get the washing. When I walked back up he was holding his dummy and trying to put it in his mouth (he was not successful). It’s so exciting to see him changing and developing.
- Immunisations: we had his 8 week immunisations done this week. I was super worried leading up to it because I just can’t stand to see him sad, but I did surprisingly OK once we got in there. I don’t have a local doctor in the area we have moved to, so I went to a clinic just across the street and a nurse did them for us. The nurse and receptionist at the clinic were just so lovely and really put me at ease. Augie screamed for each of the two needles and his face went bright red (sob) but he stopped pretty much immediately when they gave him the oral vaccine which was nice and sugary (sweet tooth). He came home and had a big sleep, but then when he woke in the late afternoon he was clearly not well and just cried and cried. I held him all evening and he would wake every 15-30 minutes and start sobbing until I rocked him back to sleep. He didn’t even want any milk, so he must have felt sick. I gave him some children’s panadol and he eventually fell asleep for the night. Oh my poor heart. I just can’t take it when he’s sick.
Achievements: This week we took the little boy to the Tigers v GWS preliminary final at the MCG… with over 95,000 other supporters. Wow, this was a big achievement! And of course it had to be stupidly hot on top of everything else. I can’t lie and say it wasn’t hard work. We decided to drive because we knew public transport would be beyond packed, so we booked a carpark early in the week and were only a 5 minute walk from car to seat, that made a huge difference. Yay for planning. Luckily we got aisle seats, which was just a fluke because AJ wasn’t able to select the seats when he bought them. I didn’t end up sitting for longer than about two minutes though because the little boy decided that he didn’t want to sit and he wanted me to pace up and down with him for 3 hours. I think it was because he wasn’t comfortable in the carrier when I sat down and was crushing his legs a little bit. Bad mum!
The smartest thing we did was buy special newborn baby earmuffs. Anyone who knows AFL footy knows that the Tiger army were very, very, very loud over the weekend. We couldn’t get normal baby earmuffs because they are all for 3+ months, so AJ went to some special eye and ear centre and got earmuffs for newborns and they worked a treat. He didn’t even flinch amongst all the craziness. My ears were killing me after the game, so I hate to think what the noise would have done to him if we didn’t have protection. Plus they were super cute.
We had a great day and I was so happy that AJ got to see his beloved Tigers make it into a grand final with his little boy. And it isn’t a stretch to say that Augie was more popular with Tigers supporters than Dusty Martin! I barely got to watch the game because I had literally dozens of supporters coming over to fawn over the little guy in his cute earmuffs. I was pacing up and down behind the seats (near the bars) so I had so many people yelling out to me “good work mum” or “you’re doing such a good job”. It was really sweet. Good god I was exhausted when we got home that night though and enjoyed a couple of well deserved beers to relax.
Things we have learned: Well I learned the hard way that he has gotten longer and his head now sticks out of my arms when I am holding him. I was rushing to answer the door and as I rounded the corner on the stairs I banged his little head on the bannister. I felt horrible, it actually pulled the skin up a little bit, but didn’t draw blood. He didn’t get upset though, he just gave me this filthy look, like ‘why did you do that to me, you idiot mum?’. Phew.
Appearance: He got weighed and measured by the maternal health nurse this week and is now 57 cm and 4.92 kg. So he’s getting nice and chubby now. He’s still only the 17th percentile, but that doesn’t matter, he’s clearly healthy and gaining weight well. His little thighs are getting nice and chubby. Love it.
Mummy update: I had a consult with a physio this week prior to starting pilates with them next week. I got the all-clear, but one thing to note was that she was completely shocked that apparently I had no abdominal separation from pregnancy. I wonder if this is why my tummy didn’t ever pop out, sounds like my abs were holding it in tight. They must have been stitched up well after my body lift (not from exercise obviously LOL).