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Annestyne Nova is 2 months!


Time has seriously flown by (and I knew it would). The newborn stage doesn't last long enough. 

Miss A had her two month checkup yesterday with her ped. Her stats are awesome thus far! 

Weight: 10 pounds 11 ounces
Height: 22 inches 
Head circumference: 15 inches 

She is growing at a good pace, and I am proud to say every bit of it is because of me. At 2 months old Annestyne is still exclusively breastfed! I'm extremely proud of this. Hasting and I had a very shaky breast feeding experience, and by either 3 or 4 weeks I gave up. 

Breast feeding isn't easy the first couple if months, so when you hit a milestone like 2 months you should be proud of yourself!! 

A week and a half ago Annestyne had to have a lower tongue tie revision. Her ferenulum (the piece of skin under your tongue) was tight, and causing some restrictions to her breast feeding. She was gaining the correct amount of weight, so at first I had no worries. But then, a food friend of mine shared an incredible article with me of how proper weight gain wasn't the only factor that determined a good breastfeeding experience. There were other things that came with tongue ties that needed to be taken in to consideration when deciding whether to clip or not. A couple of factors that led me to her revision were: 

- falling asleep at the breast 
- not being able to hold a passy in 
- colicky and reflux symptoms 
- fussy at the breast 
- sleeping in short intervals 
- lazy latch 

The revision was painless for her. The ENT specialist we saw numbed her with a numbing gel, and used what he called a "red card" to revise the skin. It was a piece of hot wire just laid against the skin, which in turn caused an incision and broke the skin.Since her revision I have seen a change. She has an incredible latch (which was my biggest concern). If she had continued with a lazy latch it could have destroyed our breastfeeding.

We ARE still dealing with some reflux. Actually a lot of reflux. She is currently on Prevacid, which she takes twice a day to help control the reflux. It has been rough, and she cries A LOT, but the medication really seems to provide some comfort to her. 

Aside from reflux, Annestyne MAY have a milk protein allergy. As of today, I am having to cut all dairy from my diet. So, bye bye pizza, yogurt, ice cream, mayo, sour cream, ranch dressing, butter, cheese, and everything else. Even if there isn't an allergy, it's quite possible eliminating dairy could help with her fussiness. I'll post later on how I'm doing with dairy free. 

AT TWO MONTHS ANNESTYNE:

❤️ loves her nahnahs (boobs) 
❤️ sleeps decent in the night (sometimes every 2-3 hours, and then at times 6 hours!)
❤️likes being on her tummy 
❤️ smiles the most when she wakes
❤️ loves when daddy flies her in the air 
❤️ has a love/hate relationship with her car seat 
❤️likes baths (at the right temperature) 
❤️ has great head control 
❤️ loves to be worn 
❤️ likes to take big poops and then fall asleep 
❤️ loves comfort nursing, and needs nahnahs to fall asleep 
❤️ likes to see the tv
❤️ hates her bouncy seat! 

She likes The Walking Dead! 

Big smiles when she wakes up! 




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