This evening marked a great date in the life of Truman - the completion of his baby blankie. I've been working on it since April 14th or so, and tonight I cast off the last stitch. Only 26 days after his birth, not bad hmmm?
Today was another banner day - his first playdate with Sebastian. He and Sebastian have gotten together before, of course, but this was the first time they got to hang out together. At one point we think they even looked at each other. Maybe?
Truman's breastfeeding is going fairly well, although he has a habit of pulling off the nipple suddenly in the midst of a particularly ravenous-sounding feeding. He'll hiccup and gasp for breath so that you wonder if he's about to choke and turn purple. But no, he's fine, and still ravenous. He'll be quiet for a moment, then start fussing for the nipple (that he's just moved several inches from) again. He's quite the little eater.
Despite his habit of spitting mouthfuls of milk down my stomach (my clothes always smell like sour milk, especially my shirt hems and the waistline of my pants), I'm continually reminded that Truman is a joy to breastfeed. He's really a kind and gentle eater. Sometimes I wonder if it's him, or if it's my relative experience level. However it's worked out, I feel lucky. I do attribute some of my success to doing lots of skin-to-skin contact in the first 24 hours of his life, and continuing to "wear" the baby, keeping him close to mama and daddy most of the time. It's difficult, and hampers activity (although fortunately I've become skilled at the knitting/breast feeding combo, I'm thinking about giving lessons), but it pays off bigtime in his zen attitude.
And now, photos.