An Update

As you might notice, yes, it really is almost 2:00 in the morning. I usually have to pump once or twice at night, especailly now that Valin is eating more, so I can keep up my supply. Pumping is just umcomfortable enough that I can't sleep during it but also something that requires I do something instead of sitting there begging for the time to pass quickly by. I've tried reading which sadly gets my mind too awake so that it takes me an hour to get back to sleep. So I decided to update my blog -something I really need to do anyway- and hopefully it won't wake me up too much.

Anyway, to start off, everything is going great. Patxi has one final (on Tuesday)and, though he would never show it or express it -true to Patxi's style- he is worried about it. It's his anatomy one which is his difficult one and he spent over five hours studying for it today, but I'm just praying that he can remember all that he needs to. After this, Patxi is done with school until the fall. He had thought to take a summer class, but since his National Guard drill is three weeks long and in the middle of the summer this year, he decided that he missing three weeks would be a bad thing. He hopes to find a part-time or volunteer job with some fire station so he could get some experience as a paramedic. It would keep him busy and bring in some extra income, so I'm up for it.

Pumping-
It going. It just got some more Lanolin so feels a little less than a titty-twister everytime I pump now. But now since Valin is eating more I have to pump for longer times so I'm sore anyway. My goal is to keep my sanity for 2 more months. I have tons of frozen milk and by 6 months, Valin will be eating soilds, which will be offering more nutriation besides breastmilk. That's the plan at least. Sometimes I feel like a slave tied to that medcine, but I love giving my son the best thing for him. Luckily, formula is so good now a days that I feel okay with stopping to pump when he is six months old.

Valin-
Oh, he is such a cutie! Here is a video of Patxi making him laugh. It's the funniest thing!

He is four month this last Saturday. It's crazy to think that a little more than four months ago I still had him growing in my tummy! But he is so much fun! My heart just leaps everytime he smiles at me. He's now into squeelling and last Sunday he of course tested out his lungs during Sacrament Meeting and Relief Society. Before the meeting started, while I was waiting on the stand to lead the music, the organist leans over to me and asked, "Is that one yours?" But what do you do? cover his mouth? or spend all of Scarament meeting in the foyer for sproatic screaming? Luckily everyone enjoyed his noises in Relief Society, but I sure he was very distracting. This is someting I'm challenged with, knowing when to take him out. It's not an exact science.
But other than that everything is going great.