Friday, November 25, 2011

Check-ups, New Watch, Thanksgiving, and 2 Questions

Here comes a hodgepodge of a post! I have to cram everything in when I have a chance to sit down and blog.

Joey and I took both boys to the pediatrician this week. Joey had his 2 week check up, and Andrew had his 15 month check up. Here are my boys in the waiting room.
Joey weighed 8 pounds and 1 ounce--50th percentile--and was 21 inches long--50th percentile.
His discharge weight from the hospital was 6 pounds and 14 ounces, so we were very pleased with these numbers.

Andrew weighed 25 pounds--50th percentile--and was 33 inches long--95th percentile. He is so tall that he is now wearing size 3T in a lot of clothing! He also got two shots:(

With Andrew, we started a (strange) family tradition. Joey loves nice watches. I gave him a new watch for our wedding day. We decided when Andrew was born that we would buy him a very nice watch to give to him on his wedding day. Little did we know that we would have another boy so quickly, so we had to continue the traditon with Baby Joey. All of us went to Birmingham last weekend to pick out Baby Joey's watch. Here is Joey with both of his boys.

My Joeys with the new watch:


We had two Thanksgiving celebrations this week. On Wednesday night, the Glasgow side of the family came over to our house. On Thursday, the Reneau side of the family came to our house. For both celebrations, everyone brought food so it was not too much work on us. Also, Andrew helped out a lot. Here he is watching the turkey with Dada.


He helped with the cool whip for the top of the pies as well.


Baby Joey was not that impressed with Thanksgiving. This is what he did through most of both celebrations.


Cole and Cade:


Glasgow Family:





My first Thanksgiving with my Joey!


Joey and Aunt Holly:


Joey and Jan:


Paw Paw with three of his boys--Andrew had already gone to bed for the night.


Aunt Debbie, Joey, and David:


On Thursday, the Reneau family came to town. Here is Grandmommy feeding Baby Joey.


John Marshall enjoyed playing with Andrew's toys.


Here is our table. This is the first time that I have ever had Thanksgiving at my house. We had so many people that we had to add a folding table.


Steve, Olivia, and Joey:


Andrew and Joey on their first Thanksgiving together:


Here is Grandaddy with Andrew. If Andrew looks to you like he is about to pass out, it is because he was not able to control himself at lunch. I think he ate more than anyone else. He LOVED the turkey. I eventually had to make him stop eating it. He took a very long nap after everyone left and hardly ate any supper.


Susan, Marshall, and Amelia (under the nursing wrap:)


Since we have had Joey, there are 2 questions that I get asked more than anything. So, here are the questions and my answers.




1. Are we going to have more children?


I really don't know. This is really a bad time to ask, though because I am in the sleep deprived phase. At this point in Andrew's life, I was telling everyone that he would be an only child. Then, everyone started sleeping better, and I was ready to have another one. Part of me says that I will put some more space in between 2 and 3, and part of me does not want to get out of the diaper and sleepless night phase and then have to go back to it. We will just have to wait and see, but I honestly do not know right now.




2. How is nursing/breastfeeding going?


This is the one that the people who are closest to me often ask first because they know how much I struggled with Andrew. It is going so much better this time. I don't think it is because of anything that I am doing, but I am so thankful that I have more milk for Joey. I know a lot of moms who work just as hard as I do to get milk and struggle. It gets on my nerves when people credit/blame a mom for having/not having milk. Most lactation specialists and doctors are quick to tell you that it is simply a matter of genetics. I will say that I am not putting the pressure on myself that I did with Andrew. Now, I know that formula is not bad. Andrew is perfectly fine, and he started getting formula when he was 3 months old. If Joey goes to formula, it will be okay with me. Of course, breastmilk is still my first choice, though. I am pumping and freezing as much as I can, and I am so proud of my stash in the freezer!

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