Hazel: one month old

February 10th, One month already!!!

I thought for the first month update I would write an update on mom and Hazel since a lot of eventful things happened for both of us during the first month of life.


  • C-section recovery-The c-section itself wasn’t so bad but the recovery has been brutal. It seems as if things got worse before they got better. It’s definitely a really slow healing process for me. The hardest thing for me is the activity and weight restrictions. I can’t wait to be active again.
  • The weight gain, or retention rather-During pregnancy I gained a total of 34 lbs, which was the higher end of the “ok” weight gain spectrum. They say between 25-35 lbs is normal. Since having Hazel, I’ve lost 20 lbs. I’m not concerned or worrying about the next 15 lbs at this point. I’m giving myself grace for my body to heal and trying to stick to a healthy diet since activity level is pretty restricted at this point.
  • My friend Annie set up a meal train, which has been a huge blessing. Having dinner already prepared and minimal clean up is key with a newborn.
  • I had some major lower extremity swelling the first week and a half postpartum. I wasn’t expecting that at all!
  • Started phasing out pain medication around 2.5 weeks postpartum.
  • The pediatrician ordered one dark beer a day to help with breastmilk supply… Ok, Doc!
  • Breastfeeding…ugh! I’ve already written a post on our challenges with this subject. I was producing about 30-60 ml a day before the pediatrician prescribed me Metoclopramide, which is a gut motility stimulator, but can help increase breastfeeding mother’s milk supply. I was willing to try anything, so I took the medication up until 3 week, 6 days, just before we hit the 4 week mark. It was working… but I also noticed that I was constantly drowsy, fatigued, no motivation, and pretty unhappy… Dare I say depressed? I was a walking zombie…It was terrible. The moment I stopped taking the medication, my mind started to clear and I instantly became happier, more loving and caring towards my family. It was like a fog had been lifted from my mind. But at the same time, once I stopped taking the medication, my milk supply became nonexistent. I was pumping 10 ml after 20 min. The side effects I was experiencing just weren’t worth it considering my milk supply was still very low. My baby got 4 weeks of breastmilk. Of the amount I started pumping and tracking, she got 76 oz of breastmilk. A huge victory for us.
  • I started reading Baby Wise, and what a game changer it has been! I realized I was lacking some serious guidance when it came to feedings, sleeping, scheduling and routine. I thought for sure, 4 weeks was too early to start implementing a routine… I was wrong! For a doubtful first time mom, it’s been great. It’s giving me a plan and confidence in implementing it.


  • Breastfeeding: Like I said above, it’s been a huge challenge. Hazel lost quite a bit of weight early on, which required trips back and forth to the pediatrician to track her weight gain. She has primarily been on formula ever since then with supplemental breastmilk. She is now right on track to becoming a chunker, which I couldn’t be happier about. I know “they” always say breast is best, but you know what? It’s not best when your baby isn’t getting sufficient nutrients or ounces. Fed is best and I’m sticking to that concept.
  • We took newborn photos at one week old. She did so well!!! During our first set of photos, she started pooping and not just any poop, like exploding with noises and everything. It was craaaaacking us up. Not very lady like, Miss Hazel! It took a little bit for us to regain composure and move forward with the photoshoot because we couldn’t stop laughing.
  • Early on, Hazel was about 70% daddy and 30% mommy, but she is looking more and more like mom these days!
  • Scott will always pick her up in the morning and say, “alright Hazel, what is the word of the day? Dada! Good girl!” Melts my heart.
  • Nicknames: Hazel-nut, Hazel Basil, Hazel Bagel, Bagel/Basil, Lady, Miss Magoo, Lil Haze(her rap name), Nugget, Nibbler, Witch Hazel(when she’s being bad), Hazzy.
  • Likes: eating, pooping, the rock N play, boppy lounger, car rides, walks in the stroller, (tolerates) baths, being read to/sang to.
  • Dislikes: over the head onesies, diaper changes, cold wipes, being constipated, being hungry.
  • Hazel had her first blowout while power-walking at the mall at 4 weeks old.
  • She has the cutest little chin dimple and I think I’ve even seen a cheek dimple on her left side during a gas induced smile. It’s precious!
  • Weight(home scale): about 9 lbs
How the photoshoot really went…

When things don’t go as expected

I naively thought we would get pregnant naturally… well two years and two medications later, I finally fell pregnant, which I shared here. I had plans of having a natural birth and surprise! Baby Hazel was breech for the entire pregnancy… Leading us to a C-section.

Now we were faced with yet another challenge. I had plans and expectations of breastfeeding our little lady but of course, things don’t always go as expected. Here I am with a 2 week old and primarily feeding her formula. Never thought we’d be in this position, yet here we are.

A little back story.

At the hospital, it’s normal for the baby to lose *some* weight while you wait for your milk to come in. Baby will feed on colostrum, which should be sufficient before your milk comes in. By day 3, Hazel obviously wasn’t getting enough from the colostrum I was expressing because she had dropped down to 15% of her body weight loss. So for the last 2 weeks, we’ve been back and forth to the pediatrician’s office tracking her weight.

The main problem here was that my milk literally never “came in.” I never had that “boobs rock hard, leaking, hurt to touch” feeling. To say I was devastated was an understatement. Trust me, I have tried EVERYTHING. Mother’s milk, drinking tons of water, breastfeeding every 2-3 hours as well as pumping in hopes to increase my supply. Nothing has worked! The pediatrician finally prescribed a medication, Metoclopramide, as a last resort and surprisingly, it has helped!!! But not nearly enough.

Since starting the medication, I’ve gone from 60 ml(about 2 oz in ONE WHOLE DAY) to about 7 oz a day and it keeps increasing daily.

Right now, we’re feeding Hazel about an ounce of breast milk followed by 2-3 oz of formula. She is finally gaining weight, which is my highest priority!

I guess we all have our issues and road bumps when it comes to feeding and I’m glad I’m finally coming to terms with the cards we’ve been dealt. There was a time when I was really, REALLY sad about having to feed her formula, but I’ve since realized that you do what you have to do! And honestly, it’s been nice having the extra help from Scott and the sweet bonding time between both of them.

Hazel’s Birth Story

Hazel is just over two weeks old so I figured I’d get to writing out her Birth story before it’s a distant memory.

Like I said in my previous posts, I was scheduled for a c-section at 39 weeks, so the likeliness of me going into labor before the scheduled c-section was pretty low. Knowing the exact day that your baby will be born is kind of surreal. I was pretty anxious and nervous those last few days leading up to January 10th…and thankfully, I did not go into labor before my scheduled date!

Alright, going back to the morning of January 10th.

My surgery wasn’t scheduled until 12:30 pm, which means no food or liquid(not even water), 8 hours before the scheduled surgery, which was probably the most difficult part of the whole ordeal! I did sneak in a couple of sips of coffee and water that morning to help tide me over, which worked! (I consulted with my ER Doctor sister-in-law before drinking anything that morning and she gave me the all clear). The morning passed by quick and before we knew it, we were heading to the hospital to check in for pre-op.

We arrived at the hospital around 10:20 and we were checked in immediately and sent back to pre-op. I got undressed, put on a shnazzy paper gown and grippy socks and got set up in a pre-op room. I answered what seemed like a million questions while my IV was being placed as well as the heartbeat monitor for the baby. My nerves were HIGH! I’m sure my blood pressure was through the roof, but as I was laying there, I tried to remain as calm as possible. As cheesy as it sounds, yoga breathing really helped calm me down. The hour spent in pre-op surprisingly went by quick and soon enough, they were whisking me back to the OR.

They tried to prepare me for what to expect and explained everything as they did it. I was taken back first for the first 20 min, while Scott stayed back and waited for his queue to join me.

I was wheeled into the OR and I was immediately given then spinal block. The feeling in the lower half of my body quickly started to fizzle away. My legs felt like a ton of bricks. Being awake and not being able to feel your legs was such an odd experience, although, once I was in the OR and the spinal had been placed, I was so overcome with a tremendous amount of peace. It was go time baby! I kept my eye on the prize, which was meeting my daughter in a matter of minutes.

About 20 minutes later, Scott suited up and joined me right as the curtain went up. From that moment, it was about 9 minutes before Hazel was born. Scott says from the moment he saw her, he was hit with a wave of emotion. Meanwhile, I’m laying on the table, just trying to keep my eyes open! I was extremely drowsy and loopy, which I wasn’t expecting at all! The whole process is still a little fuzzy to me, but thankfully, we have pictures to relive the day.

The OR is freeeezing, which is why they wrapped my head in a towel, I guess…

We’re so in love with our sweet Hazel-nut!