Now that Jackson can wear most of his 3 month clothes, I've been having fun dressing him each morning. Today he wore a green soccer romper. He's made such improvements in his neck control, I couldn't resist putting him in the bumbo. He was doing a great job until I got the camera. If a picture is worth a thousand words, I think you can get the idea from this one:
As much as I've been pumping, I haven't actually frozen any milk. Today I cleared out a drawer in the freezer and poured the bottles of refrigerated milk from the past three days into 5-ounce storage bags. I now have 20 ounces of milk in the freezer and 15 ounces in the refrigerator. My goal is to daily pump 5 ounces of milk to freeze in addition to the 5 ounces for Jesse to give Jackson a bottle at least every other day. That's an awful lot, so I'm not sure if that's a realistic goal or not. I am going to make lactation bars to try and increase my milk supply with the hopes of increasing my pumping output.
I wouldn't say that having a child puts a strain on our marriage, but it definitely changes things (in both good and bad ways). I find myself getting irritable with Jesse. I know teaching is exhausting, but so is caring for an infant. I love him more than I ever have before, but we've had extremely few conversations that didn't revolve around Jackson. And it's not like he's the one making the money necessarily because I am on maternity leave and still getting paid. I spend 75% of my day solely caring for Jackson and the 25% of the time that Jesse is home and awake, he wants to be with Jackson. (Of course in those few hours Jesse is available I am still the one changing and feeding Jackson!) There's not really any time for us left. I'm not sure how to balance being a mother and a wife. I think my only role right now is as a mother--a tired mother.
Laundry is folded and put away. Dinner is cooked and dishes are washed. Time to enjoy the evening.
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