But I really don't want you to be right.
For the past two days (it seems....it might've just been today) I've been feeding Ty every 1 1/2 -2 hours and to be honest, was getting tired of it. I mean, there's only so much suction these momma udders can take and they were getting tired too. If Ty wasn't eating, though, he was fussy and just not himself. Today he didn't sleep much because he was too busy fussing and eating! Every time Bon would hold him he'd say "I think he's hungry", which is usually what anyone will say when a nursing baby is fussy. "Impossible!" I'd think. I would glance at a clock and only an hour had passed since his last feeding. So tonight, as I reached the end of my rope (it was more than just Ty. I'm in a general pissy-ness about life right now sorta stage), I pulled out the sample can of formula we got with our hospital diaper bag and made a 4 ounce bottle. And what did Ty do? He gulped down 2 ounces, burped, took a little break and then finished it off. So yeah. He was hungry. But what do I do??
Well, I get sad. Sad because I think I might not be making enough milk for my wee one. I've never had this problem before, except for when I was pregnant and nursing. (which btw, is NOT the case here, since we haven't even dtd since I birthed the baby.) So now after doing a little research, I'm going to try and eat more oatmeal and see if that will boost my supply any. And drink more water. I could always do that too. I don't want to supplement. I don't want to give up breastfeeding. I am not ready for this yet. It makes me sad.
And for the general pissy-ness?? What do I do about that? Well, I would love it if my toddlers understood that waking a sleeping baby by giving him kisses and hugs is not my idea of "love". And if Ryan understood that roaring "Tyrone" in the baby's face doesn't really make "Tyrone" happy, it would de-stress me just a little. I can't seem to get the toddlers to understand that babies really can see further than 3 inches away and that sometimes they really do like to just sit and look at things. This whole being a mom thing is just hard. And lately I don't really want to do it. I love my kids, but sometimes I just don't love being their mom. lol How's that for making sense?