Elias is already a week old today...well, as of about 11:14 tonight. We went back to the pediatrician for a weight check this morning and our sleepy little "procrastinator," as we might categorize him in breastfeeding terms, has gained a whopping 15 ounces in the past two days, bringing him to within just an ounce of his birth weight. I am of course a very proud mama right about now. Of course, we still have the art of breastfeeding to master, but at least we know the boy can eat. I'm exploring various options right now, but hope to get together with a lactation consultant on Monday.
In other news, my feet are looking a lot more like my own again and a little less like they belong to Fred Flinstone (and you thought the swelling was bad during pregnancy!) and I can even wear my wedding ring again. I'm not sure I can take it off now, but it seems both Elias and I are making a lot of progress. I have so much other stuff I'd like to jot down, so to speak, but it looks like he might not need to be roused from sleep to eat this cycle. Stay tuned!
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