Today was Nathaniel’s first day without his daddy.
Jeremiah left yesterday back to Florida after a very restful Sunday and our first family trip via 12 hour car ride Saturday.
We’ll both see daddy in 3-4 weeks and hopefully mommy will have her darn thesis done by then.
The drive went surprisingly well. It started with the looooooong preparation. We (me + Nathan) woke up at 5 and starting feeding. This went on until about 10am, on and off. Nathan is serious when it comes to cluster feeding.
Seriously! He means business.
Side Note: Our first pediatrician visit, he had dropped down to 6 pounds 12 ounces. Last Thursday I took him to get circumcised (horrible experience and I don’t recommend it to anyone unless you have a stubborn husband like mine) and he was up to 7 pounds 13 ounces.
That’s an excellent weight gain for 12 days post birth as on average by two weeks babies should be back to their birth weight.
Point is Nathan is an excellent eater now. Mommy and him have got the hang of this breastfeeding thing and at times it’s pretty funny. I wish I could get a picture of one of the many times, he will be sucking away, then randomly pull away, stare at the nipple, break into a big grin, and then proceed to head butt himself back to sucking. It has got to be one of the funniest grins I’ve ever seen – in my very unbiased opinion of course.
So, Nathan is cluster feeding like crazy and we finally get out to the house by noon. It’s a 12 hour drive from home to my parents and we’re hoping best case scenario we can get 2-3 hour drives in before we have to break with him.
We breaked after 3 hours, fed him, changed him, fed him, and back to sleep he went.
I expected the next break to take longer and so Jer had us stop at a nicer sit down restaurant.
Enter more projectile vomit.
I’ve officially been thrown up on in public,
across from an older couple trying to eat shrimp.
It went everywhere.
All over his face, between his little now numerous chins, on his swaddle blanket, onsie, undershirt, my shirt, bra, and a very lovely trail from under my chin, between the feeding trough, and to the belly.
It was great!
(note sarcasm above)
We got cleaned up, gave the baby some Baby Tylenol – ya ya he might not really still have been in pain after the circumcision 2 days ago (Did I mention that was a horrible horrible experience?) but just in case right? It’s only an added bonus it might help him sleep easier for the car ride during his fussier time.
We were at the restaurant for 2 hours and that was the last stop we did. We usually do the drive just the two of us in 12 hours with breaks and surprisingly with baby we made it in 13.5 hours.
Not bad for a first road trip.