Saturday, February 15, 2014
Dear Joel, You're One Month Old!
About a week after you were born, I began to feel very sick. Several days, many doctor and midwife appointments, and a chest x-ray later, we knew that I had a case of pneumonia. That same day, Papa started feeling sick, too. Thankfully, your YaYa flew out here last-minute to help take care of us during the hardest, sickest week (during which, Daniel also came down with a sinus infection) and we were all able to recover from our various ailments. Miraculously, you and YaYa were totally untouched by all the bugs being passed around in this house, and you remained happy and content while the rest of us worked to get better.
Another of the difficulties we've been working through is that you were born with both tongue and upper lip ties. The tongue tie in particular was causing pain and other problems with nursing. Even after craniosacral therapy and several sessions working with lactation consultants, the troubles persisted so Papa and I decided to take you to a wonderful ENT (Dr. Ghaheri) to have the tongue tie released. It's been about a week and a half since the laser surgery procedure and nursing has been improving every day. You still come off the breast frequently, but the pain has been lessening and we're able to nurse in different positions which means we're all sleeping better at night, too!
Your unassuming personality has been evident from the beginning. You are generally very calm and content, but when you need something you let your needs be known—right away and loudly. Several different people have called you Zen Baby, since you're really chill most of the time and happy to simply go along for the ride... whatever that may be in any given moment.
You have long stretches of sleep throughout the day and night, and sometimes I still have to wake you to nurse during the day. Papa and I laughed at ourselves for doing this, but we took you to see the pediatrician when you were nine days old because we were worried that you were sleeping too much (and perhaps not eating or gaining enough as a result). After weighing you and finding that you'd more than regained your birth weight already, the pediatrician put our minds at ease. I questioned him as to why you might be sleeping so much and he shot back, "Milk coma?!" Needless to say, your temperament and habits are very different from your big brother, and Papa and I are learning how to be parents all over again.
Though you just arrived earth-side a mere month ago, I already can't imagine my life and our family without you. You are such a precious person, such a wonderful child, such an amazing addition to our lives. I felt like you were missing but now you're here, and I'm so deeply grateful for your presence.
I love you so much already, and I know it will only grow from here.