April 2012

Again, I apologize for all the sideways pictures. I can't figure out how to turn them in blogger, and I can't turn them on my computer before uploading them because my right-click is broken. :(

**Warning: What follows now is a record of the difficulties we began to have with breastfeeding around this time. If you don't want to read about it, skip down to the pictures. :)

Toward the end of April, I began to experience extreme pain while feeding the baby. I knew this wasn't normal discomfort due to newness of breastfeeding because (1) she was almost 3 months old, and (2) excruciating pain is never normal. I knew her latch wasn't great and figured that was the problem. It had always looked fine, but it never felt quite right. I read an excellent book about breastfeeding when Jeric was an infant, so I looked up the website of the pediatrician who wrote that book. I wanted to refresh my memory. I thought I could maybe fix the problem on my own, but knew where I could find a couple of good lactation consultants if I still needed help. I wasn't concerned about Rosebud because she had always gained weight well, though not as quickly as her brother. (I was slightly concerned about that, but she was always well above-average for her age, and everyone reassured me that things were fine. In retrospect, I wish I'd insisted on checking things out a little more thoroughly when she was younger, because it would have saved a lot of trouble in the end.) And that brings me to the end of April, but only the beginning of this little saga.

Just up from a nap and cuddling Grandma. 

Playing with brother.

Tummy time.

Just sweet.

Brother teaching her about the world.

Helping Mommy check her email. 

Easter Sunday.

First Easter dress.

Close-up.

Sitting with Grandpa.

Talking with Nene. 

Hugs and kisses. 

I put her on her tummy in the middle of the bed while I folded clothes around her. Jeric got the empty laundry basket and put it over her. As you can see, she didn't like it. Don't worry, I didn't leave her like that for long -- just long enough to pick up the camera (which was right next to the bed) and take a picture. 

And then she promptly fell asleep.

Helping me fix a nail that was sticking out. (The nail had just been hammered back in by Husband. Poor Jeric actually has a scar from this nail -- it's about 4 inches long on his right leg.)

Helping Daddy do homework. 

Jeric hasn't had a daily nap since Christmas, but occasionally he plays hard enough during the day that he crashes around 5pm. He was actually laying down and playing with the flashlight...and then I realized he'd fallen asleep and the flashlight was still on. I turned it off before taking this picture. :)

Mommy snuggles. 

Cool dude. 

Helping in Nene's garden.