Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Schwartz's vs the Weight Watchers

Alright, I'm now ready to discuss the ongoing saga that is Sarah's weight.  Sarah was born 7 lbs 3 ounces, which seems all fine and normal to me.  She lost the usually weight in the hospital but had gained it all back plus sum when we went in for her 5 day check up.  The doctor was really pleased about that.  When we went in a week later she was gaining at a rate of an ounce a day!  Dr. Catherine was elated and there seemed to be no question that I'd be able to nurse Sarah successfully.

Then we went in for her 2 month check up and shots.  I was expecting her to be 10 lbs but she was only 9 lbs 7 ounces.  So we figured she was just going to be small.  Dr. Catherine didn't say anything bad about her weight but since she was still on the "petite" side she asked me to come in in a month and have her weight checked.

That's apparently when it all went down hill!  We went in for her 3 month weight check and she was only 9 lbs 14 ounces.  She only gained 7 ounces in a month.  Remember, when she was first home she was gaining an ounce a day.  So the nurse says she has to go alert Dr. Catherine.  Dr. Catherine comes in and says this is very bad news and suggests that I go to a 2 hour feeding schedule go back in a week to get Sarah's weight checked again.

Now for all you routine haters, just ignore this.  Sarah runs a wonderful 3 hour routine.  And is NEVER fussy from being hungry because we never get to that point.  She eats every 3 hours during the day and at 4pm we switch to 2 hours to get her all tanked up for the night.  Well, when the Dr asked us to nurse every 2 hours Sarah lost her naps because she's use to eating, playing for about an hour and then napping for an hour and a half.  Eating every 2 hours means no nap because by the time we'd start her nap routine and lay her down it would be time to eat again.  So we were both MISERABLE and crying all the time.  She wanted to nap; I wanted a break.  But we did it.  We went back and still her weight gain was inadequate.  This time they busted out the growth charts.  (Now here's where I get a little irritated.)  Sarah was born in the 50th percentile (I didn't know that.).  At 2 months she was in the 25th percentile (I asked when they told me that if that was a good thing or not!).  And now at 3 months and a week she has fallen to the 5th percentile and as Dr. Catherine said she was "in danger of falling off the chart."  I was all ready to argue that her lack of weight gain was because she was a petite child and that I know plenty of people's whose babies are small.  But apparently that's because those kids are born in the 5th percentile and stay there.  She wasn't...she fell there.  Bla bla bla more stress, must go back for another weight check.  More crying...whatever.  This time I begged for 2 weeks to get it together, one week was just too much pressure.

So I talked to a lactation consultant.  Really focused on getting my liquid and food intake up so that I could make enough wholesome stuff for Sarah.  And eventually had to change my paradigm about the f word (formula).  The first week I tried nursing and pumping but felt empty all the time and Sarah starting crying at meal times which she NEVER does.  So the second week, out of desperation, we offered her 2 ounces of formula.  She HATED it!  But we had to do what we had to do.  So now we are back on her normal 3 hour routine and at the end of the day after I do the last nursing for the night Chris offers her some formula.  Sometimes she takes it; sometimes she doesn't.  We kind of look at it like an extra calorie boost at the end of the day, just a way to sneak some extra weight on her.

And well it must of worked!  In 12 days she needed to gain between 6 to 12 ounces to get the Dr. off our backs and she gained a whopping 12 ounces!  WAHOO!!!!!

I cannot tell you how light the feeling in the house was yesterday.  All 3 of us have just been stressed to the max about her weight.

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