Gametes In Love

When S’ parents were in town we had some pictures taken for G’s 6 month birthday. They were taken by Kelly M Photography (who also took his newborn pics) and are really, really great. Can I tell you how incredibly fortunate I feel to have such great photographers around us?

And here’s a bit of contrast from the last time Kelly took pics of G.

Then

& now

Same basket… BIG difference.

G came home today in a cute little onesie… except that it wasn’t his… aaaaaand it was made for girls.

Now granted, as far as girls clothes go, this was really understated, but it feels a little strange to see my boy cross-dress. The irony is that I love having him wear green or yellow outfits that are really gender non-specific. I get asked all the time if he’s a boy or a girl and that doesn’t bother me, yet seeing him in an outfit made for little girls just feels awkward to me.

Don’t get me wrong: I’m not hung up on the boys doing only boy things and girls doing only girl things, but imagining G having been a girl (which is what the outfit is prompting me to do) just doesn’t feel right.

So here goes: G in drag 🙂

I realize I owe you guys an update on my experience with Reglan.

It’s working for me! More than anything else.

I’m not turning into a dairy farm to be sure — I’m not making anything left-over, but at least I’m back to producing just enough for G’s daily consumption. This is a good thing, and I feel very relieved.

I have not experienced any discernible side effects from it which is a good thing. I am feeling more tired and sleep deprived in the mornings, but I think this is work stress related (good stress I assure you). Even better, I’m not seeing any side effects in G either. He’s still a mellow and happy little guy… although have I mentioned he has a temper if he doesn’t get what he wants? That’s a whole other story though.

I stopped the herbal supplements and am just on the Reglan to see if that alone will help, and it has. I still have an occasional 1/2 a beer though. I figure if an adult beverage is in order, it might as well be one that benefits my kid ;p

One test we’re yet to experience though is Aunt Flo time. By my calculation she’s due for a visit in about a week or so, so I wonder how my body will perform on the meds with her around.

That’s it. G is turning 7m on Saturday and is still a breastmilk fed baby. That’s still 7 months more of this diet than I thought he would have and I’m a thrilled little camper. Yey, Reglan!