This past week I have been:
- Battling laryngitis — Courtesy of Baby E, I have spent roughly 4 days sans voice. You know that part in breastfeeding classes/books where you learn about how breastmilk transfers immunities from mom to baby? Well, turns out that sometimes I have to catch my baby’s sickness to do that. I have had my fill of being coughed and sneezed on. Dear Baby E, please spray your nasal fluids on your daddy from now on please. Kthanx.
- A chew toy — Baby E is awfully proud of his four new teeth. He was fairly pleasantly during his recent teething which is not too surprising given how laid back this child is. However, ever since he realized that his mouth is different, he has taken to testing out the new chompers on me. He’s bitten my fingers, my shoulder, my wrist, my belly…and yes, my nipple. When I complained, the hubby, C, smirked, “He never bites me.” Oh no, he didn’t!
- Told “Guess it’s time to stop breastfeeding now” — That’s the response from well-meaning family members when I broke the news about the new teeth. Here’s the thing, the arrival of teeth need not signal the end of breastfeeding. In fact, the World Health Organization recommends that babies be breastfeed for two or more years. Breastmilk does not stop being nutritious once teeth arrive. Even though I just complained about being bitten, the teeth haven’t gotten in the way of nursing. It’s actually impossible for a baby to nurse and bite at the same time. If baby is biting then he or she is not drinking and probably just bored and playing around. Yes, some nipping will happen but it’s normal and usually can be dealt with appropriately. Besides, Baby E still doesn’t care for solids AND has decided that he’s too good for bottles. If I stopped breastfeeding now my baby would starve!
- Procrastinating — I have 2 baby photo album projects and a baby video project that I need to finish by July. I need to finish a guest blog post soon. Oh, and I need to write some more posts for this particular blog. Bad, bad absentee blogger!
- Grateful — Despite the laryngitis, baby biting, breastfeeding cluelessness, and procrastination, we’re okay. It’s all part of our daily adventure. I’m grateful that this week hasn’t brought us anything we couldn’t manage together. I’m grateful for every day I get to spend with my son. Besides, being sprayed with baby snot is just another way for him to say, “I love you, mommy.”