Breastfeeding update

Delilah and I are a breastfeeding pair! We’ve had such a hard road and I’d like to share our story for others who may be facing similar difficulties.

In my previous posts, I described a few of the things going on with feeding Delilah. We started out breastfeeding in the hospital but she would gnaw on my nipple for hours before falling asleep. She would wake up minutes later and want to feed again. All the while, my nipple felt like sandpaper was being rubbed on it. Now, when you’re enduring it for an hour or two at a time, becomes unbearable.

We visited 2 lactation consultants who told us that we were having latch issues. Since my nipples were sore, we were given a nipple shield (which is a silicone cover that protects your nipples) and an SNS since she wasn’t gaining enough weight. A week goes by and I go to a La Leche League meeting to get additional support.

At the LLL meeting, I meet some lovely moms who had a lot of success breastfeeding but they all had slow starts. It was helpful to hear their stories. Even more helpful, I received the name of another lactation consultant. I called her and she saw me a few days later.

I learn from this LC that my baby is tongue tied. She has a type 3 posterior tongue tie to be exact. If you don’t know what this is, it is when someone’s tongue is tethered to the bottom of the mouth. There are varying degrees and can have breastfeeding, feeding, speech, and dental complications. The tongue tie didn’t allow my baby’s tongue to come forward enough to make breastfeeding effective. Her tongue did not cup my nipple and she couldn’t get milk out and her gums chewed my nipple until it looked like raw meat. They were cracked and bleeding. Not the most fun experience I’ve had in my life. But I wanted to breastfeed. In order to do that, I had to get her tongue tie clipped. I did a bunch of research online and most sources said that the procedure was very minor and resulted and success with breastfeeding in almost all cases. I thought to myself, even if she didn’t breastfeed, at least I took care of the speech and dental problems.

My hubby and I got her clipped two days later. We found out from the doctor, she also had a “labial frenulum” which is basically a tongue tie of the top lip. Both were clipped as they had the same complications. Right after the procedure, my lactation consultant and I put her to breast. No difference. So, I was sent home with tongue exercises and instructed to continue using the nipple shield and SNS until we knew she was getting milk. I forgot to mention that I was pumping my milk every two hours to build my milk supply up.

The next week, there was absolutely no improvement so I called my LC to come help. Delilah was so upset when she came over and couldn’t be calmed down so the LC suggested that she was still in pain and needed help with eating. I was instructed to “finger feed” her until the clippings were completely healed. Finally 2 weeks later she was completely healed and I tried to put her to breast. Delilah fussed and cried so bad that I had to resort to finger feeding again. Meanwhile, we started cranial sacral therapy to help with any residual problems left over from the tongue tie. I didn’t know much about cranial sacral therapy but I thought, hey… it couldn’t hurt.

I ended up calling another lactation consultant who evaluated Delilah. We found out that Delilah still couldn’t get milk out of the breast and that she was still tongue tied. Type 4 tongue tie which meant that the tongue was tied at the very back of the tongue. I was devastated. All I wanted to do was breastfeed! The lactation consultant wanted to make feeding time easier for me while getting Delilah to work for her food, so she gave me special slow flow nipples and instructions for pace bottle feeding. Basically pace bottle feeding is when you have a very slow flow for the bottle and make the baby pause every few sucks. You want to mimic the movements of breastfeeding.

After a week of this, I started getting discouraged. I was still pumping every 2 hours to protect my milk supply and to have milk to give her in the bottle. I had to wash all the bottles and pump parts. This was a lot of work. At least it wasn’t as bad as the nipple shield and SNS. That made the breast a battle ground. Neither Delilah or I wanted to do it because it hurt both of us pretty bad. I almost gave up. But I kept thinking to myself “She might be on the verge of getting the whole breastfeeding thing”. I didn’t want to stop going just in case. I fed her skin to skin and snuggled her as much as I could.

Then last Friday, while my LC was here, Delilah latched! I couldn’t believe it. After she unlatched herself, I offered her the other breast and she took it! The LC told me to start just offering my breast and give her the bottle if she was uncontrollably fussy. She quit the bottle cold turkey that day and hasn’t had a bottle since then.

It’s been a long and difficult road. Basically almost 2 months until she willingly took the breast and actually got a meal out of it. If anyone needs encouragement, it’s really hard and you’re going to want to give up but eventually, your baby will get it. I’m treasuring each nursing session that Delilah and I get to share. We have an appointment to get the type 4 tongue tie clipped on Wednesday. I don’t know if I want to do it. My nipples still hurt a bit but nothing compared to before. And she is getting milk even though it does take her a long time. She has enough wet diapers and I was a bit worried because she hadn’t pooped since giving up the bottle. But she surprised me with a super poopy diaper earlier in the afternoon. A little bit of research showed me that it is normal for babies to have a few days between bowel movements.

So yeah!!! Things are going well so far. I don’t know what I’ll do since I don’t have to pump anymore. Just kidding. I have tons of stuff to
catch up on. Like bills, cleaning, knitting… most important is the knitting.

I’ll post some recent pictures in my next post. Until next time!

Funny picture

Here’s a fun picture taken at a mommy/baby brunch that D and I went to this week. Enjoy.

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Delilah’s 1 week old today

I can’t believe my baby is 1 week old today.  It feels like last week was only yesterday…

We’ve had our share of challenges this week.  When we went to the pediatrician for Delilah’s first checkup, we found out she lost 12% of her birthweight.  I was nursing her for 45 minutes at a time constantly.  It turns out my milk hadn’t come in and as of yet, the supply is still low.  So the pediatrician had us supplement her feedings with formula.  The plan was I would nurse her for 15 minutes then give her 1 or 2 ounces of formula.  Unfortunately after the second feeding, she got smart and decided that it was much easier to suck from a bottle than my breast.

The next day, I frantically called a lactation consultant for help.  We went to Rochelle at Babies in Bloom. She was great. I got help with positioning and latch. We also got a supplemental nipple system which is basically a bottle with a tiny tube at the end. You feed this tiny tube alongside your nipple when you breastfeed. That way the baby still stimulates your nipple so your milk comes in and the flow is much slower so that the baby won’t get addicted to the bottle. And your baby gets fed. We did well with this but Delilah still had trouble differentiating my nipple from the bottle nipple. And I ended up with the dreaded scabbed, bloody, and painful nipples. My milk supply was really low so I started taking Fenugreek tablets and mother’s milk tea.

On Friday, we went in for our follow up appointment and we were set up with a nipple shield to help my nipples heal. And our homework was to work on latching correctly every feed and to continue pumping to up my milk supply.

As of today, my milk supply is still pretty low but much improved from earlier in the week. I’m going to continue with the fenugreek and mother’s milk tea. Latch is still hard but at least my nipples don’t look like they were gnawed by a bear. I am going to seek support for breastfeeding because I still think it’s the best thing you can do for your baby. I desperately want to continue and will try as long as I possibly can. I do have to remember though, in the end, it doesn’t matter so much what the baby eats as long as she eats. Of course breast is best but I can only do so much.

In case you were wondering, no knitting has occurred since Delilah made her entrance into the world. I just tried to post a picture of her but wordpress is not cooperating. Maybe I’ll get to do it tomorrow:(

Delilah’s birth story…

So… I was kinda right with my last post.  But we’ll start from the beginning.  We named our baby Delilah Rose.

Delilah’s due date was August 15th.  If you’re a regular reader of this blog, you know that date came and went.  Matt and I spent that day hanging out at Sunset Cliffs and we took the last pictures of my pregnant belly.  We were going to try to get one where I hold the starfish in front of my belly but never got to do it.  We were trying to hang out until sunset because it’s particularly beautiful at this spot but my bladder won and we ended up going to dinner at El Rancho in Ocean Beach.  El Rancho serves vegan and vegetarian mexican food that’s fairly good.  It needs some work in the service department but overall, a good dining experience.

Here’s what I looked like on my due date.

 

 

 

The next week, Matt’s parents drove into town from Minnesota.  They drove a Toyota Matrix that we bought from them and stayed the week visiting.  We mostly just hung out together while Matt worked.  They had a flight on Saturday morning and left just 1 hour before Delilah was born.

Since I was 40 plus weeks, I decided that I needed to give my baby a “push” to come meet his/her momma.  (I didn’t know the sex of the baby until she came out.   I had been drinking red raspberry tea pretty much the whole 3rd trimester.  Red raspberry tea helps strengthen your contractions so your labor may be quicker.  By week 40, I still was having braxton hicks contractions but nothing that stopped me in my tracks.  So I decided to get some advice from my hypnobirthing instructor about natural induction methods.  She suggested long walks, sex, and just waiting.  She said that evening primrose oil taken orally and vaginally would help soften my cervix.  So… off to Henry’s I went to buy some Evening Primrose Oil.  I bought the big bottle thinking I might need it.  I ended up using only 4 capsules.

By Tuesday of last week, I still didn’t feel much so I called up Indigo Dragon in Encinitas for help. I scheduled an acupuncture session and a massage designed to help you go into labor. These techniques don’t work unless your body is ready for labor but I can vouch for the effectiveness. I scheduled my appointment for Thursday. I really wasn’t sure if I believed it was going to work. So Thursday, I show up for my first ever acupuncture treatment. Matt’s parents drove out to Encinitas with me and they explored the town while I got my treatments. I filled out some initial paperwork then Amy took me back to a very calming room where I disrobed. She inserted very thin needles into my lower back, shoulders, back of neck, feet and hands. None really hurt although I did feel a small pinch when she inserted the ones in my feet and hands. (These parts are more sensitive). I did feel some tightening in my uterus but nothing to write home about at this point. Then came my massage with Lori. She asked me how many weeks pregnant I was and she proceeded with the massage. I asked her to apply as deep of pressure as she could, and I basically got a deep tissue massage. Gosh that felt good! After it was all over, I relaxed for just a few minutes and stood up to get dressed. The second I did that, I felt a cramp in my back that made me stand still for a few seconds and catch my breath. “Gosh, could this be working already?”, I thought.

Matt’s parents came to pick me up and we went out for lunch at Q’ero in Encinitas. They serve Peruvian food. Very highly recommended by yours truely. The cramps continued thru lunch. I managed to drive us home as the cramps were noticable but didn’t stop me in my tracks. Yet. We got home and the contractions all of a sudden got stronger. I retreated to my bedroom with Waldo in tow. He saw that I was hurting and licked my face and just laid next to me as my cramps gradually got stronger. They were strong enough at one point that I called Matt to come home from work. The contractions were strong enough that by dinnertime, I actually didn’t want to eat. Actually, I did eat a cut up apple, but didn’t want anything more. At around 9 pm, the contractions stopped. I was both disappointed and relieved at the same time.

The next day, I woke up and had some breakfast. Then the contractions started again. I had an appointment scheduled with Dr. Biter that day and decided that I would wait it out until the appointment. I was contracting all thru lunch. Matt’s parents and I went to a little chinese restaurant that I love. I decided that if this was going to be my last meal, I’m going to have my favorite vegetable mu shu. After that, we all drove to the Dr’s office for my appointment. I was contracting pretty regularly and the girls at the office had me lay down in an exam room while I waited. Thank goodness. It was really hard to sit in a chair.

Dr. Biter walks in and sees that I am contracting. He says, “I’ll check your cervix and see where we’re at”. I told him that I was probably going to be closed but thinned out like I was last week. I had tried to check my own cervix the week before. It was 0 cm dilated but soft. But I had to really reach back there to find it and it hurt like the dickens. Dr. Biter did the exam and said that I was 1.5 cm dilated, completely effaced or thinned out, and the baby was really low. “I’ll see you tonight or over the weekend”, he laughed. I was sure that I wouldn’t birth the baby until later in the week. He offered to strip my membranes as my cervix was favorable to this procedure. As he said that, I had a contraction and begged him not to. He said that was fine and I would probably go into labor without stripping. I told him I was scared of labor and he really helped me by reiterating that this is the process that would bring my baby to me, that it’s normal, and nothing to be afraid of. He’s an awesome doctor especially if you believe in the power of birth and of womanhood.

We did a 4D ultrasound and biophysical profile that day to make sure everything was ok with the baby. The BPP is when the doc looks at baby’s movements, muscle tone, and makes sure that baby is “practice breathing.” My baby scored the highest 8/8 which was very reassuring. We saw some really chubby cheeks on this ultrasound which made us think the baby was going to be a boy. I told Matt we needed to decide on a name quick. Dr. Biter laughed when we said this.

Magically, my contractions stopped as soon as we left the office. We drove Matt’s parents around Encinitas and looked at the ocean at Moonlight Beach. I remembered that I was going to look at my contractions as waves. Each one would start, peak, and end. Then another would start but there would always be an end to them. We had dinner at the La Costa resort and headed home for sleep.

My baby wasn’t one to sleep at night and she kicked me contantly the night before she was born. I remember looking at Matt and Waldo jealously because they were able to sleep.

Around 5 am, my contractions started again. I went to the bathroom several times and at last noticed some bloody show. Contractions got stronger and stronger so I woke Matt up around 6:30. By 7 am they were coming regularly every 3-4 minutes and by 7 am, I was no longer able to talk thru them. I told Matt, we needed to go. He called Dr. Biter and they both thought that it would be a few more hours at home before I needed to go to the hospital. I said that I felt like I needed to go now but would wait until I was absolutely sure. By 8:45, I told Matt that we needed to go. We got dressed and threw the bag in the car and were on the way by 9 am. At this point, I didn’t even say goodbye to Matt’s parents because I needed all my wits to stay within myself. Poor Waldo was so confused. He tried to run after us according to Matt’s parents. He dug under the fence and was inconsolable. Matt’s parents got driven to the airport by mine.

We arrived at the hospital by 9:30 am. I listened to my hypnobirthing CD the whole way there trying to concentrate. At home I was able to cope by moving around and moaning but I didn’t have that option in the car. Matt said I was very quiet in the car. We got to the hospital and they led us to a room right away. The nurse had me get undressed then she hooked me up to the fetal heart monitor for a few minutes. Then she checked me. I was 3 cm. OMG…. She asked me about a birth plan and I replied that I was planning on a drug free birth but I was currently rethinking that plan. She placed an IV in my arm and told me that she would get things ready to make that happen as soon as I told her. She left Matt and I alone. I thought it was to get the anesthesiologist but I found out she called Dr. Biter and let him know that I was going to get an epidural. He told her that he would be right down to discuss this with me as it wasn’t my birth plan.

He showed up and gave me the pep talk of my life. I looked at him (I’m sure piteously) and said “I hurt.” He said that he knew and that I needed to ride my waves one at a time. My cervix was rechecked and he told me that I was now 6 cm. I changed 3 cm in the span of 30 minutes. He told me to get in the shower with Matt and ride the waves one at a time. I was stronger than I thought I was, he said.

I stayed in the shower for about an hour. Dr. B rechecked my cervix and I was closer to pushing. By noon I was completely dilated and ready for pushing. I pushed for 53 minutes until my baby girl was born. Here we are.

 

 

 

 

I found out later that Delilah tried to come out with her head crooked and her shoulders unturned. Dr. Biter had to do some fancy manuevers to get her out. I also had quite a bit of bleeding and they ended up having to use my IV to give me pitocin. I also got some other drugs to control the bleeding. Delilah Rose was 6 lbs 14 oz, 20 inches long. Here are some pictures instead of words:)

 

 

So we’re home now and adjusting to life as parents.  Our big challenge now is breastfeeding and finding time to sleep:)

Until next time…

I think its time…

I’m having different cramping in my back than normal.  I’ll let you know if it’s a false alarm tomorrow.  I’m excited and a little bit scared all at the same time.

Finished “August Baby”

I have  few pictures of my finished “August Baby” sweater.  I’m very pleased with this sweater.  It was basically seamless which is imperative for a sewafobe like me.  Just two seams right under the armpits.  The lace pattern was very easy to memorize and I have to say the sweater came out absolutely adorable.  If you don’t agree with the first few pics, check out the ones that feature Waldo.




I used a skein and 10 yards of Berroco Comfort that I had leftover from the Big Bad Baby Blanket that I made earlier in the year. Buttons were purchased from JoAnn’s. I love that place for buttons. Tons to choose from. I have been meaning to check out As Cute as a Button which is in Point Loma but they don’t have regular storefront hours and I never know when I’ll make it down there. Poor Waldo had this look in his eyes “Please, mom… take this sweater off me.” As soon as I took it off, he ran for the back door.

I got a set of steps for Waldo to use to get up on the couch. He’s been having trouble jumping on the couch lately and I don’t want his back to give out. It’s been a struggle getting him to use the steps but I think he’s finally getting the hint that he needs to use it.

I was at the grocery store this morning and a woman said to me “I bet you’re anxious to have that baby soon. I was so uncomfortable, that I wanted that baby out as soon as it could come out. You going to get induced?”

Ummmm… I replied, “I like being pregnant. And no, I am not going to get induced.” Thankfully, I was able to recover my wits and be courteous after that. I wonder why some women think all pregnant women are having a bad pregnancy and just want to be done. I actually like being pregnant. I can now feel my baby move and kick. That’s a trip. And since I look obviously pregnant now, people go out of their way to be nice to me. I am now working 24 hours a week at work. (Actually, this is a bad thing for my income but if I didn’t have to worry about money, this would be a plus.). My skin looks good. I haven’t gained all that much weight and I have no stretch marks. I am excited for my little one to come but I’m not going to hurry things along with unnecessary intervention. And I don’t have any “war” stories to trade with anyone else. The only pregnancy “complaints” that I have are that I get full very easily and am hardly ever hungry and that I could sleep all day if left to my own devices.

Well, I’m off to Knitters Anonymous at Yarning for You then my prenatal yoga class. For all you preggos out there, I highly recommend the class to help with any back pain you might have.

A few baby things to look at…

I finished my Tiramisu baby blanket! The pictures on Ravelry made it look like this blanket was much more challenging than it was. It is basically single crochet with a shell edging but I think it looks so elegant. The pattern is available for free. Look it up on Ravelry if you don’t already have it downloaded. It’s a great beginner crochet project and I think I’m going to keep crocheting. Fun, fun, fun…

Here are a few pictures for you.

Of course I had to get one of Waldo modeling the blanket.  Notice he isn’t so mad as he usually is.  Blankets are a bit easier for him to tolerate.

Stats
Yarn: Lion Brand Cottonease in Almond, 5 skeins. I actually only used a tiny bit of the 5th skein. I did enlarge the blanket by 10 stitches so that it was a tad bigger. So… If I didn’t do that, 4 would have been sufficient.

Hook: Clover ergonomic size H.  I am a tight knitter and crocheter so I actually went down 3 sizes.  Whatever works for you.

Pattern: Tiramisu Blanket.  If you couldn’t tell, I love the pattern.  And it’s actually a manageable baby size.  Yeah!  I’m so glad it didn’t turn out gargantuan like the EZ blanket did.

Since that project was done, I started another baby project, the Febuary baby sweater by Elizabeth Zimmerman.   She gives more directions than she did for the baby blanket that I knit before so this is coming about splendidly.  I cast on for it on Saturday and am almost to the point where you do the garter stitch edging and knit the sleeves.

Sorry it’s been so long.  I just having had any FO’s to blog about.  I have to go to my OB appointment so thanks for stopping by.

Crocheted scrubbie

Here’s a few pictures of scrubbies that I made over the weekend. A woman in my fiber group crocheted these a few weeks ago and I decided that I needed to crochet some now. I had bought Crochet Today Mar/April a few weeks ago but got the Peaches and Cream yarn from Joann’s on Saturday. Lo and behold, I got totally addicted and this is the result.

Waldo as always looks so agreeable as my scrubbie model.

I’m still working on casting off my Feather and Fan shawl. It involves a crocheted cast off which when you have thousands of stitches is hell. Hopefully, I’ll have a picture at my next post. I picked out my next baby project. It’s the Tiramisu baby blanket and it’s crocheted. I guess I’m on a crochet kick right now.

The baby’s moving!!!

I’m so excited to be feeling movement.  I started feeling things stir around in my belly in the past 2 weeks but chalked it up to other gastro functions.  But now I think it’s my baby!  My belly is now starting to look pregnant and I have to button my prepregnacy jeans underneath my belly so I’m just wearing maternity pants now.   I also started feeling some sciatica pain in my left butt.  So I signed up for a prenatal yoga class and the pelvic tilts and cat/cow move that I learned in class really helps.

The baby is feeling more and more real to me everyday.  I can’t wait for the baby to be here so I can love it.  But that means I need to start investigating car seats and strollers and all that kinda good stuff.  If anyone has any suggestions of brands that they loved, please let me know.

I started knitting my baby a “Little Lillie’s Sweater” by Cottage Creations.  I’ve knit 2 of them before for babies of friends and decided to knit one for my baby.  It’s out of varigated green Berroco Comfort that was gifted to me by my friend,Jen I think Berroco Comfort is awesome for baby knits. Soft, economical, and comes in crazy yardage. So I’m going to name this piece the leprechaun jacket. Or maybe St. Paddy’s Jumper. Or Mint Julip. It’s almost finished. Just one sleeve left to do. So I’ll wait until the knitting is done to show it off.

Have a great week everyone!