Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Cormac at 1 Month

Happy one month Cormac!

Mr. Mick is growing fast. At his one month checkup he weighed 11 lb, 6 oz. He has outgrown his newborn clothes and is now wearing 3 month clothing and size 2 diapers.


He is making more eye contact and starting to give us some real smiles. As if on cue, just before the doctor was about to examine him, Cormac looked over at me and gave me a big smile and coo.

At times it feels like the past month I've been more pre-occupied with managing my milk supply (first managing engorgement and the usual latching issues, then the forceful letdown issue, and most recently trouble with my pump and diminishing supply) than with taking in this new little person. I am hoping that all changes soon. I can't wait to learn more about this little guy. He is slowly revealing himself...

In his initial post, I wrote, "So far his likes include being held, lying on Mom's chest, and drinking lots and lots of milk." That has not changed. I can now add that he likes to lie on his changing table and stare out the window, go for walks, and just be outside and look around.


He is definitely vocal about his dislikes (gas, overstimulation, understimulation) and very expressive at times, sometimes sticking out his quivering lower lip dramatically when he cries.

We try to keep his environment as peaceful as possible, although it is a challenge sometimes with an active toddler around. Thank goodness for white noise machines. For the most part, Cormac doesn't seem too bothered by the activity in the house.

His face has already started to change. Just recently he has started to remind me of my brother Mike as a baby. I will have to find a baby picture of little Mikey for comparison. Right now I say he's still a dark-haired and dark-skinned Mike Walker though. His hair now curls in an unruly fashion near his forehead just like his dad's.

Wordless Wednesday: Bubbles & Balls on the Pool Deck




Thursday, April 14, 2011

Forceful Letdown

...sounds like a name of a bad screamo band. But apparently it's a condition I have: my milk comes out too much and too fast causing Cormac to gulp and choke when he nurses, which causes him to swallow lots of air... which leads to bad gas and indigestion....and lots of crying after he's eaten. It's something that usually doesn't occur until Week 3 and doesn't last past Week 12. Sure enough, around Week 3, Cormac began to get fussy... and then started crying inconsolably for up to an hour at a time. Very disheartening. And emotionally draining. I was mentally bracing myself for what seemed like the dreaded colic, but then fortunately a lactation consultant helped diagnose the problem.

The solution is not a bad one though. I'm pumping and bottle-feeding almost exclusively, and I love it. Cormac loves the bottle too. (Hooray for Dr. Brown's!) Because of my "forceful letdown" problem, it only takes me about 2 minutes to pump enough milk for the next 2+ feedings. Then I'm freed up. Other people can feed Cormac or I can feed him easily while we're out and about and not have to worry about finding a comfortable place to sit for 20 minutes. As much as I loved sitting around for what seemed like half the day nursing and getting caught up on all the quirky indie comedies that have come out since Killian was a newborn, I prefer to be a little more mobile :)

So hooray for quality breast pumps, lactation consultants, and no-air-bubble bottle technology! Here's a picture of Cormac feeding happily with his dad.


Tuesday, April 12, 2011

LIteral Videos

I'm not sure what's worse - Killian saying "Dad!" while watching Freddie Mercury dancing in leather pants with no shirt on or the fact that we were all watching the literal video for Queen's "I Want to Break Free."

I don't know how Mike and I missed the whole "literal video" meme that is apparently a couple years old, but we just now discovered it. According to wikipedia, a literal video is "parody of an official music video clip in which the lyrics have been replaced with lyrics that describe the visuals in the video."

So far Smashing Pumpkins "Today" is by far my favorite literal video. "I'm driving an ice cream truck in the desert..."

Followed by Michael Jackson's "Billie Jean."  "Trench coat guy just got arrested..."

Killian at 22 Months

It's been a big month for Killian. He had fun during his first sleepover away from mom and dad, and he became a big brother! He has been very sweet to his baby brother these past few weeks and is showing more and more interest in him. The other day he asked to give Mick a massage. He spread oil on his hands and then gently rubbed Mick's legs.

An amusing Killian anecdote from this month:

Killian recently began entering my room exclaiming "IL-IAN!" (Killian). After a few instances of him happily proclaiming his own name upon entering a room as if he was delivering the best news anyone would hear all day, I realized why he was doing this. It's because for the longest time, whenever Killian has entered the room (especially after he wakes up in the morning and I see him for the first time that day), I have exclaimed "KILLIAN!" with the same exact enthusiasm. The funny thing is that he will even do this even at 3 in the morning as he enters my room to come sleep with me. (Mike has been sleeping in K's room while I sleep in our room with Cormac.) It's so funny (and a little scary) what your kids pick up from you.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Big Brother


Killian asked to hold Cormac for the first time yesterday. He outstretched his arms and said "hold?" We have been playing the whole "baby brother thing" very cool, wanting Killian to be able to warm up to the new family member naturally and on his own terms. The first few days home from the hospital, he was pretty indifferent to the new little bundle stirring in the carseat or in someone's arms. He gradually started to show more interest, happily exclaiming "Mom! Milk!" when he saw the baby nursing and then wanting to help change the baby's diapers. One morning we were all hanging out in our bedroom and Cormac had been lying on our bed. We all left the room. A few minutes later, Killian ran back into the bedroom and stared at the bed very concerned. "Babot? Babot?" When I showed him the baby was in the kitchen in his bouncy seat, he was relieved.

When we ask Killian to say his brother's name, he replies "Mick." That's what he called him in utero, and that's what we call Cormac too about half the time. But when he refers to his brother on his own, he calls him "Babot" for whatever reason.

Killian has even adjusted well to his new seat in the stroller. We added the double attachment to the stroller, and Killian enjoys being a low-rider.

It's interesting what one takes for granted, another takes to heart. I casually mentioned the word "brothers" the other day. Mike paused and then replied with the realization "I've never lived with brothers before." I have 3 brothers and 3 sisters and never gave any thought to "living with brothers." But for Mike, "living with brothers" was going to be a new experience for him and something he, as an only child, is very much looking forward to.