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- I am disappointed that I wasn't able to make it to the first year.
- I really miss the actual nursing and the closeness and cozieness of it that I haven't been able to duplicate with bottle feeding.
- The lazy side of me hates it because now I have to actually get up and be conscious enough to make a bottle rather than just rolling over in bed every morning (props to husband for helping out with this one).
- The needy (martyr) me misses knowing that I can do something for my little monkey that no one else can.
- I had a hard time the first few days, mourning the absence of breastfeeding....just really missing it and wishing it weren't over just yet.
- Like with much of this journey -- some things have ended too soon for me and breastfeeding is one of them.
- It's hard to predict how much she will want and I never know if I am making too much or too little.
- Formula is expensive! Thank god it's almost to the point where we can just do whole milk.
- I did it for 10 1/2 months (7 exclusively)-- yay me!
- I have a real sense of relief that I am not the only person who can feed her. The weight of her survival does not feel like it is solely up to me (granted this subsided after the introduction of solid foods).
- No more pumping!!!!
- I can go out for a whole day and do stuff without trying to figure out when I need to be back or if there's a place to pump.
- Did I mention, no pumping?
- Dad, grandmas, aunties -- they can all snuggle her and feed her too!
So, yeah...there's good and bad. It pretty much boils down to feeling a sense of loss and freedom all at the same time.
Oh and there's another thing that just ticks me off. After being off that week at Thanksgiving, where I was with Ruby the whole time, we got to the point that we didn't need to supplement with formula at all. This just proves my theory that if I didn't have to pump, she never would have needed to go off the boob at all. Lame. What's the solution? Good question.
At any rate, feel very fortunate that I was able to do it as long as I did -- especially considering the how difficult it was at first. I guess this is just preparing me for more of the simultaneous highs and lows that occur in parenthood. Great.
More pics and vids will be posted soon.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
We started off with a little get together at our house the weekend before. Ruby stayed up waaaaay past her bedtime but just loved interacting with all the people. The wonderful lady who takes care of her, Magy, stopped by with her kids and and gave her this funny little frog girl that sings in English and Spanish. Hooray for bilingual things!Christmas eve we spent with Uncle Steve and Auntie Monica (Tía Mónica) and their family. We had a delicious dinner and lots of yummy goodies. Ruby got an adorable little outfit and a plastic car that she can ride and push around. That was a big winner! She looooved it! It was a really lovely way to spend the holiday eve with good friends and lots of cheer. Christmas day was really really low key. We woke up and opened Ruby's presents, of which there were many. Lots of cute little clothes, books and a few toys. It was a perfect array, really. She, as I suspected, enjoyed the bows and wrapping paper more than anything. She did however greatly enjoy the Tickle-Me-Elmo from Uncle Jay if this photo is any indication. Grin. We spent some time on the phone talking with the Grandma & Papa back East and the numerous Idaho grandparetns and aunties, wishing them well. Ruby even got into the conversation a few times. Afterwords, Auntie Kathy and Shorty came over and we made a big ol' vegetarian paella and had bourbon pumpkin cheesecake. Delicious. Again, good company and food were in abundance. Our holiday fun continued with the arrival of Grandma Rita the next day and Uncle Harley that evening. This was the first time Ruby met Harley and now she's met pretty much all of the immediate family. We had a great time visiting and they had fun playing with Ruby. On Saturday, Grandma Genie arrived and the fun continued with shopping trips and of course, more delicious food. The absence of Grandpa Gary was noticible and we certainly missed him as he loved the holidays and it just wasn't quite the same without his unique combination of endless enthusiasm and curmudgenly comments. I think we all found ways to remember him in the spirit of the holiday and felt his presence in our own way. Now, our house is empty of guests and the decorations are put away but we are still basking in the love of all of our friends and family both near and far. Tender. Over all, a wonderful holiday.