Some Good News

Loki ate 15 ccs (which is like nothing, but fine for a baby) for two bottles in a row! And I finally got to feed him one of the bottles. I wanted Alan to feed him a bottle instead of me so that Lochlan will associate mommy with breastfeeding, but Alan is getting sick. Mother in law is getting sick. Ander is almost better, but now I have a cold and a sore throat. Try coughing with a cut in half tummy - ouchie!

My milk has come in, so Loki is getting exclusively breastmilk at this point. I am producing double what he needs, so even if he never nurses well (though, based on his seek, find through two layers of clothes, and bite down on mommy's nipple reflex - double owie - that's not a problem), he'll have breastmilk in the freezer for a while.

It was so weird feeding him. Ander always took about 30 minutes to drink 20 ccs, which was why he was in the NICU. Loki takes about 30 seconds.

Race on.

Etcetera.