Life has gotten crazy the last two weeks. First, my part-time job turned into full-time for a week. Working from home with a baby is difficult, especially when that baby doesn’t take super awesome naps. Which sorta leads into the big reason my life is super crazy. Carter had his six month wellness check. Six months! When did my baby get to be six months old? Anyway, the dr was concerned about his weight because the last three months his weight trend is declining instead of staying consistent or increasing.
To get Carter’s weight up, I have been breastfeeding him every two hours or so and feeding him solids in between. All I do is feed him or make baby food, which means the rest of my house is a disaster area. Sometime things will settle down right?
When I found out Carter failed his weight check, I felt like a failure. Isn’t it my main responsibility as a mom to make sure that my kid is thriving? Not only that, but because I am almost exclusively breastfeeding, my body is a failure also. I’m wrestling with these feelings, but I’ll be damned if Carter fails his next weight check in four weeks. If he fails, it won’t be from lack of effort on his or my part.
Wish us luck!
1 comment:
Janessa it sounds like you are doing everything in your power for your little guy! Don't feel like a failure--if he's really losing weight its definitely not from lack on your part, he probably has something else going on! Hang in there!
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