One Week of Waylon

Well that sure went by quickly.  I can't believe little Waylon is already a week old!  I think I've done a pretty good job adjusting to everything.  Breastfeeding by far has been the most challenging part of it all, but it is finally starting to get better.  Honestly, for the first couple of days I would just pray he didn't get hungry because it was so painful.  I tried pumping but it just doesn't produce that much for me and I felt like I spent all day either feeding him, pumping, or washing pump parts and bottles.  I think I will try pumping again in a couple of weeks just to give myself some freedom but for right now, it looks like the little Sprout is stuck on me.

I pray I don't jinx myself, but I think he is sleeping pretty well.  The doctor told me that I can't let him go for more than three hours without eating, even if this means that I have to wake him up in the middle of the night from a sound sleep.  That's about as counterintuitive as anything I've ever heard and I contemplated telling the doctor she was crazy.  If Waylon wants to sleep for 4 hours at a time at night, I'm not messing with that good fortune.

Other than that, he is a pretty happy and peaceful baby.  He only really gets upset when he's hungry or needs to be changed and I feel really lucky.  His face is expressive and hilarious.  I love how straight his nose is and his cleft chin. Basically, he's pretty much the most awesome little creature ever!