Surviving

So I finally decided to get some advise about breastfeeding because, well it doesn't come naturally like they say it does. My sister-in-law was sweet enough to accompany me because I really had no idea what it would be like. Umm...so who would have thought that when you walk in you would just see women breastfeeding. I figured there would have been at least 5 to 10 women holding their baby and raising their hands to ask questions, no nothing like that at all. Just two women feeding their babies. The lactation consultant just asked if I was ready to undress Izzy and get her weighed and then feed her? Uh, sure. Izzy gained another pound. She is up to 8 lbs 8 oz. Guess she is getting plenty to eat. The support group was a little bit of a waste time because the consultant told me that Izzy was latching on fine and to try some things that I had already heard over the phone a million times. The only thing I got out of going to the support group was the reassurance that my baby was latching on right, which I still feel that shw is not, but the consultant swears that it gets better while the baby gets older. We will see.

I got Izzy home by 3:00, so she was passed her feeding time and she sure let me know too! She barely fussed today which was great. I think I am finally starting to get the hang of things and am less stress, so of course that probably helps a lot.

Brian fed her when he got home. It was just precious to watch. You are probably wondering why we are bottle feeding her so soon. Izzy will be going to a sitter once I go back to work and the sitter said that the one thing Izzy had to know how to do for her to watch her was take a bottle. She had no problem taking a bottle, so lets keep our fingers crossed and hope that she still breastfeeds.

So all in all, I am surviving!