We went to the doctor this morning to weigh Gabi after not giving her any supplement since Monday. Unfortunately it did not go so well. She weighed 7 lbs. 14 oz. That means she lost an ounce and a half. That’s the opposite of what I wanted to happen. I wanted her to gain 3 or 4 ounces. So we are back to supplementing. I have to admit it is a little discouraging, but we will just keep pressing forward. Hopefully Gabi will eventually be able to get enough milk from nursing, because I don’t think I can keep this schedule up long-term.
In other areas, Rachel is always interesting and fun. Today, in honor of Pioneer Day, we walked and walked and walked and walked. She had her baby doll stroller. For some reason she thought it was better to walk in the grass. It made pushing her stroller more difficult, but she didn’t seem to mind. After we were a ways down the road I thought it would be best to go back home. She agreed when I told her she could have a freezer pop at home. Pretty soon she was tired of pushing the stroller, so I carried it, and about 10 seconds later she decided she was too tired to walk too. So I had Gabi in a baby carrier on my front, Rachel on my shoulders, and the baby doll stroller hooked over my arm. Fortunately I hadn’t brought Scout along. Don’t worry about him, though. After dinner, when Jeff was home, we all went for a walk again, this time with both girls in strollers, and with Scout too.
This picture is a couple of weeks old, but I thought I would share it anyway. Rachel uses the doggy door regularly to go both outside, and to come back inside.
Noelle–
I have NOT been ignoring you on purpose. It's just that you always seem to call when I am in a meeting or in therapy, and then I never remember to call until it is after 11pm your time. It is making me grumpy that I have a memory like a sive (is that how you spell it–it doesn't look right. . . ) Anyhow, I have been thinking about you amidst all of the chaos of summer, and REALLY want to talk to you soon. Tomorrow I have NOTHING planned, so here's hoping I can get it together. Loving Rachel in the doggie door–way to think outside the box (or should that be inside the door. . . )—Holly (not Sienna–my computer is being overrun by young teenage girls . . )
Loved the walk story. I remember walks just like that. Even last Sunday, we went on a walk and Loren wanted to ride her bike. She was fine on the way there but on the way back it was all up hill. Brennan ended up pushing her bike back home so she could just walk.
That picture of Rachel is so cute. she is a cutie-pie!
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I can't tell you how many times I have started our walks by pulling Michael in the wagon, then carrying him the rest of the way. There is one good thing about it – your arm muscles get a workout!
That so reminds me of the days when I had Joey in a backpack and Justin in a front pack and carried them around for hours. They weighed a total of 50 pounds and I think I shrank 2 inches from the spinal compression! You have your hands full, sis. I admire how you are handling it. You are even breastfeeding at the same time. Maybe a lactation counselor can be of help in that department. I know there are foods that are supposed to increase milk production. I read about it on the web but can't remember where.
I may have to get a doggy door, just for the cute pictures.