Things I learn 12 weeks later

I learn that Panda is a better ‘mom’ than me He bathes Cimot, changes his diapers, plays with him, rocks him to sleep, does the laundry & dishes, and cleans the house. Good thing he doesn’t have functional breasts or I would have been made redundant.

I learn that Panda can sleep right next to his bawling baby and doesn’t move a muscle. When he does move, he will reassuringly pats my arm or his bolster with his eyes still closed, rolls over and continues snoring. And he still has the guts to complain that I’m nasty to him at nighttime.

I learn that converting breasts from decorative objects to functional objects is a painful process, especially if you also have stitches, piles, and you feel like you just run a marathon. Imagine how it feels if you suddenly suck your fingers for 12 hours each day, everyday. In those early days, each night I was tempted to send Panda to any 24-hour store that sells formula milk and give my poor nipples a rest.

I learn that I can be very, very hormonal. Little things like staring at Cimot’s peaceful sleeping face, can bring tears to my eyes. Couple that with bigger things like doubting myself if I have enough milk, or the frustration when Cimot refused to latch, or from the sore nipples, I was practically crying all nights.

I learn that I may still need to wake up every 1.5 - 2 hours round the clock for few more months. Books and articles I read suggest that most breastfed babies tend to sleep through the night later than bottle-fed babies (EBM or formula) Plus, we still don’t have the heart to do the cry-it-out (or controlled crying, whatever it’s called) although the temptation is always there at 4am in the morning.

I learn that one of the reason I still don’t pump until now may be because I’m jealous if someone else beside me can feed Cimot The other reason is me being lazy

I learn that few day’s worth of breastmilk in baby’s tummy can produce lethal gas. Cimot moved from pooping few times a day, to once a day, to once every 4 days, to not pooping after week! His fart is getting smellier and smellier PD said it’s normal and we should not worry, but we are more worry that if Cimot farts in public place, his mommy and daddy get the blame Come on Cimot, poop!