oops missed a day

hi everybody

let's see what are my new developments:

Well in the last day, my poo started smelling.

Dad's excited about this development because it means that bacteria is growing in my intestines.
When I first came out, my intestines were never used before and were sterile, but mom's milk helps put in "good bacteria" into my intestines, and evidently they've reached critical mass. Now it's one big happy party in my colon.
This is good for mommy cause she can now eat more complex foods and not give me gas!

I also have helped mommy and daddy establish a sleeping pattern. Daddy sleeps from 9am to 3pm, and mommy sleeps from 3am to 9am, thank goodness for the pump.

Now I'm drinking maybe 3-4 oz at a time. Today I had a snack at 4pm, and i finished the 3oz of prepumped milk that we had in the fridge, so daddy gave me 2 more oz of formula. I'm such a pig!

I like to climb on daddy's chest, when he puts me seated on his lap i lean forward and try to crawl up his belly and onto his shoulder. When I get there, I'm disappointed, because, hey, it's lonely at the top. Dad sees this as a preliminary sign of my ambitious nature.

now i'm snoring so cutely on the vibrating seat my ON TV made for me, i look soo cute.
goodnight!

My first bottle!

yay I just drank my snack from a bottle. Dad fed it to me while watching 2.5 men.
Then he put me into a pot and took some pictures of me. With the bottle.

I haz meh teh Ginnuss!

Yay for not waking up grumpy mommy and me pigging out!

gnite!

who needs sleep, really?

I think I ate something I didn't like last night and the night before, rather, something mommy ate and I didn't like drinking, because I stayed up all night.

I was just crying all last night, daddy couldn't figure out why, which was kinda frustrating for him and got worse as he got more tired through the night. Then magically when mom woke up and started feeding me it stopped. Maybe it was the Kale, we'll see. Today Mommy didn't have any Kale, so let's see if that makes any difference at all.

Regardless, daddy seems ready, having taken every opportunity to sleep today, he's set to stay up with me all night if necessary.

Let you know in the morning how it goes!

blankets 0, maximus 1

Here is how my dastardly plan went down.

First:
start my 2 hour feeding interval - now I feed every two hours, which I decided to start at midnight this morning.
Take that, mom and dad!

Second:
Stay up all night from 7 till 11, playing mindgames on daddy. Heres what' you do:
let dad hold you and pat you till you get all happy and close your eyes.
When he thinks it's safe to put you into the crib and let you sleep, cry like a banshee with a bad hair day.
Wash, rinse, repeat for 5 hours till mommy wakes up to feed me.
Note: Dad will try to feed you to keep you happy. Although this might fill your tummy, don't let this stop you from your intended goal of dad's insanity. You want him talking to himself, spouting off useless trivia to get you to sleep. That's his natural reaction - trying to discuss inane details of things. Silly father.

Third:
Poop.
Or in my case, unleash all the stored up food in my diaper, which then leaks out from the sides, soaking the swaddle blanket, my socks, and going through to the pad on top of the mattress.

This will wake up dad when mom gasps at the size of the onslaught. That blanket won't ever be seen again. mwhahahah.

wow what a long day

i put in a lot of work today! I had at least 6 diaper changes in the past 24 hours, something that Dr. Lee will definitely be very happy to hear. He's another guy who gets excited and happy about my bowel movements.

Dad thinks I have my mom's lazy and prolonged eating habits - today I ate for an hour and a half, just sitting there while she watched food network. Good thing dad put a feeding chair in the room with the tele, so mom can watch, feed, and then pump while watching more.

I think my parents want to change my name to Houdini, no matter how tight dad wraps my swaddles, I keep finding a way out. Tonight I managed to do it in front of his very eyes when I pretended to be asleep. I kicked and kicked and unraveled the bottom, then using my arms split it open. Much to my dad's chagrin.

ok time for me to sleep now, one last poopie diaper check!

doctor's checkup

yay dad's happy again, i gained 3.5 ounces since tuesday, going from 5 pounds 4.5 ounces to 5 pounds 8 ounces!
just 8 more ounces and I'll be back to full birth weight.

Mom's milk definitely came in last night, i've been pigging out like a madman all morning. During my 345AM feeding I spent 50 minutes breastfeeding, then dad spent another 30 minutes feeding me from the syringe the colostrom from the previous pumping, alternating burps and squirts from the tube, and then finally giving me a dessert of formula.

I cried and cried and cried all night from 4 till 8am, when they decided to feed me again. I forget why I was crying but I think it was because Halo 3 is coming out soon and I don't quite have the range of motion i'd like to have in order to perform well at CTF. Depth perception not quite there yet either.

Once again i'm sleeping on dad's tummy after my appointment. Dad bought himself a yummy, delicious 6 Dollar Bacon Guacamole burger which is growing cold on his desk, he can't move cause my head is on his tummy. I love being the king!

yay I pooed!

Daddy just changed me and guess what he saw? a little green split pea dab and some pee pee! He's so excited, he was waiting for some solid poopoos. And that it's changing from dark black to something lighter is great, he hopes to have some yellowish poo soon!

And mad props to mom, I think her milk just came in. I totally pigged out tonight, I'm totally stuffed! Daddy and mommy watched 4 episodes of 2 and a half men while breastfeeding and manually feeding me, I ate and ate and ate. But I keep hiccuping when I eat which kinda scares dad but he's used to it now.

I make all the same faces that mommy makes, which makes dad very intrigued.

Daddy's also very happy because he got to eat pho tonight, #1. Uncle Eric brought it over, dad was having massive pho cravings. I can't wait till I get some!

Oh and I forgot to post yesterday that I went to the hospital and some woman told me how handsome I was, even though I'm a premie. It must have been the cool, hard look of Blue Steel that I flashed at her. No one can resist that. You just wait till Magnum comes out, but it's sooooo not ready, I shouldn't even be talking about it...

When daddy put me to bed in the crib, I started crying, so instead now I'm lying on his chest snoring away. I'm soooo cute, I'll try to get mommy to get a picture for you.

It's hard work being a baby!

my kidneys FTW

today so far I've ruined 2 diapers. I totally pwned them like it wasn't no thing. In fact the second one I peed through, soaked it, then soaked the swaddle blanket. Dad was really proud of me because he said my kidneys were strong.
I've been eating a lot more lately, I've done some good 40 minute sessions, and I sat in front of the window today to help clear up my jaundice. Daddy did the finger test on my forehead after his nap and it seems to be nice and clear.

This just in, I finished feeding and then I pee peed again! Yay Dad is ecstatic. Thanks to the doctors for giving him these simple performance metrics. Sheesh.

Daddy took some pictures of me, I don't really know what they are, but he's posting them up on his flickr.

Naptime, night night!

Hello World!

My daddy just helped me make this blog so people can keep track of everything I'm doing.

Today is my fourth day here, we went to the hospital to meet our pediatrician. He said that I looked jaundiced, and so I had to go through a blood test. I was soooo strong and brave when she pricked my heel to draw my blood, I kept kicking her but daddy held me and encouraged me with words I don't really know yet. Then I fed.

I'm currently 5 pounds, 4.5 ounces, so I'm underweight, having lost 13% of my body weight from when I was born. Daddy and Mommy started feeding me formula yesterday to try to get me to eat more protein but today they really turned it on. We also went to the birthing hospital to get a pump for mommy, it's one of those industrial sized breast pumps so it can help pull colostrom away and bring in the breast milk, which should hopefully start soon. Then I'll just go straight on milk.

I hit my diaper target for the day, 4 wet ones, and a little bit of poo poo! Daddy was very happy to see this (imagine that, a grown man excited about seeing poo and changing diapers). Evidently he thinks that this means I'm growing well and healthily. I dunno, I just eat and poop here. The algorithm for calculating diapers per day is

unless num_days_since_birth > 8
diapers = num_days_since_birth
else
diapers = 8
end

(daddy wrote that in Ruby, which is now his favorite language).

At my midnight feeding I started hiccups, which worried daddy severely, because he once had hiccups for a whole week, which was great workout for his abs, but started to hurt his diaphragm after a while. After checking Google, he learned that it's very typical and doesn't do me any harm.

I'm currently sleeping on his chest as he types. I look soooo cute.

Night night everyone, check daddy's Flickr for more pictures!

-max