Showing posts with label midwife. Show all posts
Showing posts with label midwife. Show all posts

Friday, December 4, 2009

Update


Been a busy week since the last entry.

Logan's now 3.34kg (7lb 6oz), up from 2.94kg last Friday. He's put on 400g in the last week, when they'd normally expect him to put on only 200g, so he's piling on the weight, which we're happy about -- even if the growth spurt means he's having more regular feeds (i.e., less sleep for his parents!). He even looks bigger to us.

We took Logan into our offices today, where everybody went gaga over him. He goes to sleep in the car -- almost as soon as we put him in his car seat! -- so driving into town and back isn't too bad, but if we take too long he can get a bit cranky when we get home.

His feeding's going okay, though we're still having issues with wind. But, he's growing, and we just have to wait for his digestive system to develop and strengthen to the point where it's easier for him to burp. Sleep's still a bit hit-and-miss. He's down now, in the portacot we have in the lounge, but last night he was up and down until nearly 3am.

All this, and he's only 17 days old. We still haven't got to his due date (11 December)!

I'm back at work next week, so I'm feeling a little apprehensive leaving Juliette to fly solo. I'm sure she'll be fine -- she really is a wonderful mother -- but I can't help feeling a little guilty...

Monday, November 23, 2009

Day 6/7

Logan's home now (came home on Saturday afternoon, with a brief stop in Churton Park to meet one of his great-grand-mothers). It's a relief to have mum ad son home, and not to be dashing backwards and forwards over Haywards.

The first night was a bit of a bear: we'd get up, change him, feed him, settle him, go back to bed -- and get an hour or two of sleep before having to get up again, so when family from Greytown arrived to visit, we must've seemed like the living dead! Still, his feeds are a bit further apart now, so we're hoping (fingers crossed!) that he's settling down. He was really good on Sunday morning, with his cousins Hamish, Amelia and Samantha (well, second cousins, technically) getting a look, and the community midwife turning up to check-up on him. Pretty much slept all the way through

The dogs were all excited to meet him, especially Merlin. They tend to whine a bit if he starts crying, but otherwise have slobbered him at every opportunity.