This Might be TMI

I know I've been apologizing for neglecting this blog for like, what, two weeks now? I'm sure you don't want to hear it again, but I'm sorry. I will TRY to do better. I can't promise anything though. There's a little man hanging around here who is way too cute for me to ignore.

Not only have I not been able to post because I have been busy with Jack, but I am also short on ideas because my days have been limited to bad daytime TV and my nights have consisted of really short, timed errands and Infomercials. I swear, if I was talented enough to breastfeed Jack, talk on the phone and read off my credit card number I would have a slight QVC problem. Where has the t-shirt folder been all my life? Did you know you can get it in a wide variety of fluorescent colors?

This might be TMI (too much information) but I'll share anyway...

Things I've learned during my first two weeks as a new mom:

1. Babies don't automatically smell good. This goes double if their mama is taking a supplement that makes her sweat, pee and breath smell like maple syrup. Poor little man smells like a big ol' pancake. Hence his new nickname- Mama's little sweet potato pancake. (Honeybun doesn't like it when I call Jack a sweet potato- he think it's mean.)

2. Breastfeeding is an awesome excuse to eat like a linebacker. Seriously, Honeybun has nothing on me. $5.00 footlongs at Subway are my new BFF, unfortunately for me the Subway lady informed me yesterday that this is the last week for the $5 footlong promotion. Tragic.

3. Mama's milk is good. After going toe to toe with the nurse at the Pediatrician's office 4 days after Jack was born, I felt like a stellar parent when I found out Jack gained about 1 pound and grown almost an inch and a half since that faithful day.

4. Leakage in any way shape or form is no fun. I haven't had the "ring around the nipple" evidence on my shirt, yet, but I did venture out in public in sweatpants that had a blood stain on the rear end. How did I not know?

5. At first I was concerned little man wasn't using the bathroom enough. Now I'm eating my words. I've been peed and pooped on countless times- the last time I jumped to the side and might have looked my baby boy in the eye and said, "Ha ha... mama's getting smart." Probably not good form to entice a two week old.

6. Sponge baths aren't cool & Jack hates them. I do my best to clean him, but I might have missed his arm pits and neck rolls the last time. Yep, I was that mama at the doctor's office who brought their child in with gunk hiding in weird spots. I promise to do better. Hopefully his cord will fall off soon and he'll start liking his baths.

We're on a learning curve here. I give myself a solid "B" for my mothering so far- above average with room to improve!