New Stage in Tommy's Life

I'm kind of playing catch up with a bunch of pictures. At least these are all in the last month. This week my professor cancelled class so I have gotten more done after work this week than I have since long before Tommy was born.

If you look closely in this picture you can see Tommy's first black eye! What a shiner! John felt so bad for Tommy that he let tommy eat a candy cane. He sure loves his daddy after that one!

Just a cute family picture.

John and Tommy decided to trade thumbs for a little while.

This next picture may seem a little strange but I am proud of it.

It's a picture of my in-law's freezer. The bags are all filled with milk, breast milk to be specific, 6-7 oz per bag. I think there are 55 bags in that picture, 55 bags x 6 oz/bag = 330 oz breast milk!

I do have to note that these are all Lansinoh bags and I am VERY DISAPPOINTED! Several of these bags have leaked while they were defrosting in my fridge. What a COMPLETE WASTE of my milk!

Last week, January 27th was the day that I stopped pumping, I was down to only once a day, I had last nursed him that weekend, the 24th. Interestingly enough, that first day I stopped pumping was the day that his two bottom teeth broke through!

Tommy is now officially weaned, although I'm not sure if that's the best thing to call it. Tommy has been fine with a bottle since he was a few days old. He didn't care that his mommy wasn't attached to the nipple as long as it gave him milk. (Yes, I know, that is a very Betty thing to say).

Overall breastfeeding Tommy was a wonderful experience. Tommy didn't have any problems latching on and eating at the start. I didn't have any issues with cracked nipples or anything of that sort. Work was a little of a hassle pumping twice a day, but it was kind of nice b/c I did some reading during that time... And I was able to store up a ton, 330 oz to be exact, of milk for Tommy to have after I was finished. I enjoyed the bonding Tommy and I got from it and I know that he enjoyed pulling my hair and grabbing at my earrings while feeding.

Tommy has reached the end of infancy. He has teeth and can chew through just about anything, or so it seems.