Whoa, this is tougher than I thought

It is starting to weigh on me now. B is three weeks old and has figured out what hunger pains are and gas pains are. The good thing is that I don't have to wake him as often and force feed him. He now cries and wakes himself up for feedings. Bad thing is he cries. HAHA! Well I guess that is what babies do. We have had our nights and evenings where nothing soothes him and those are killer. Poor guy had gas the other night and Mike and I were actually fighting over who got to leave to pick up the anti-gas medication. I won naturally. He has also figured out that he doesn't have to work as hard for milk when it comes out of the bottle vs. mommy. So, this leaves me pumping. ARGHH I hate pumping! Cleaning out those bottles is so annoying. It is starting to take a toll on my milk supply. I think i could be drying up. I've always said that I wasn't going to stress about it, but with the night we had last night with the formula affecting B's tummy, I want to provide him with enough breast milk.

In a couple of days we will take B for another weigh in. It is funny because instead losing weight, like on our favorite show The Biggest Loser, we want B to gain weight. I like to say "B this is last chance feeding, suck it down". I will keep you posted on his weight.