Happy New Year!!

Yesterday was our 3-week check up and weigh in. Logan is almost one month old!! :)

Unfortunately, his weight hasn't increased enough. We had been weighing him on the scale at home all weekend long, so it wasn't a big surprise to us (he'd been keeping steady around the 8lb mark). At the dr's office, he weighed in at 8lbs, 2oz - which is a 1.5 oz gain over 5 days. Not good. :( Dr. Safir finally decided we needed to go to Plan B, which I knew was coming.

So, we have now started to supplement Logan's diet with formula. I'm still breastfeeding as much as I can, but then after every nursing we give him about 2oz or so of formula to beef him up with some extra calories that my breast milk just wasn't providing him. He's taken to the formula just fine and doesn't seem to care whether he's getting food from the boob or the bottle and whether it's breast milk or formula, which is a relief. I'm also continuing to pump just before we nurse so that we can still store as much breast milk as possible for when I have to return back to work (or when the grandparents want to do a night of babysitting!)

We weighed him this morning and he's gained a few ounces already from yesterday (we didn't do a "naked" weighing so not sure yet on his exact weight yet)!! So, even though it was really tough for me to face the fact that my breast milk isn't cutting it for Logan, I'm relieved to know that the formula is helping our little guy grow -- in the end, that's all that matters (and seeing him put on weight will definitely soften the emotional blow for me I think).

We had a really nice New Year's Eve at our friend's Jenn and Jarrod's last night. We had fajitas and just hung out with friends/kids/dogs. Julie and Jeff had to leave a bit early because it was pretty late for their daughter, Jamie. But Jon, Logan and I stayed and rang in the New Year with Jenn and Jarrod, playing a competitive game of Cranium (unfortunately the girls lost!). My parents are in NYC for my dad's 60th birthday today (Happy Birthday Dad!) -- they called from Times Square -- had an absolute blast. My dad used his usual charm in passing the police roadblocks, giving each cop a sob story about how he traveled all the way from California to see the ball drop when he turned 60. Amazingly, they let him thru and he and mom were right in the middle of all the action, standing with other folks that had been camped out in the cold since the early morning! :)


We hope everyone has a happy and prosperous 2008 -- we are definitely looking forward to it -- our first year with Loganito!