Flying sole and getting sprung

I did promise to let everyone know how we are doing and how the first week went. And also to elaborate on the circumstance of us getting sprung from CHEO. Well it was a very tense time for my self. We had been trying all sorts of different methods to get Miss C out of the big house and I will now admit in my eyes things were not going well. In retrospect I think I was just rushing it. She would have done fine on her own time but I just really wanted her home.
If you recall her issues were feeding sans feeding tube. Well let me tell you she has no problems eating these days and when she is bottled she takes it down in no time, a far cry from the 50 minutes she use to take. I still remember calling M in tears just the day before she was released because things were just not working in terms of just breastfeeding her alone. She wasn't getting enough and had to be topped up by bottle which to me just meant failure and a longer stay. At the time I was spending the night in order to prove that I could feed her all night long. In the end, I capitulated to letting her bottle (with breast milk of course) and then give her breast as a top up. After all I felt this was the only way I could get her to gain weight which was the only way I could take her home. She did gain the weight and since her release has been gaining just fine. Though I will be weighing her tomorrow, last Thursday when I weighed her at the clinic she was a good 7 lbs 7 ounces. She had put on 3 ounces from when I measured her on the Tuesday. Fantastic!
And when the doctor said I could take her home I was so elated. I had to ask him to repeat the good words. And then I had to convince M this was not yet another belated April fools joke. Why do things concerning Ceilidh always seem unbelievable.

One Month Old and not cooperating

What have we been up to last week and today. Well as some of my posts have mentioned we have been getting to know one another. We are also trying to break our dependence on pumping and bottling. The first step is to admit you have a problem. Actually it isn't a problem but it is really time consuming pumping and bottling. So we are learning how to breastfeed. Apparently, I wasn't doing it properly and hence why she wasn't getting enough. The things I have learned about babies and eating, crazy.  To those women who do breastfeed, wow you make it seem so easy. I have been seeing an amazing lactation consultant and with her help I hope to be bottle free. Well maybe not completely free since it is good to have it on standby when I want a night out but you get the point. And today on our first day alone we went to our first play group. Of course I almost missed it since I thought it was at a different time but I managed to get my act together and little Miss C was the picture of cooperation. I hope to continue to attend all sorts of events with the mothers in the area. It makes me feel like a normal person again. And it gets me past any anxieties I have around doing things with Ceilidh in tow.  Okay so that is it for now. Thanks for reading.