Another month has gone by, and here I am still basking in the afterglow. Awestruck that my little girl is here and in my arms. After two months you think it would have sunk in by now, and it slowly is.


I find myself continually getting lost in her. Usually as she breastfeeds. I’ll find myself scanning her. Studying her button nose, tiny fingers and toes, taking in her precious little body. I created this little beauty. I brought her into the world. Such a blessing. Such a gift.

This past month has brought with it many changes. Everly has grown both physically and emotionally. She has started socializing. Between her endless smiles and her coo’s, there is no doubt that she is a very happy baby.


4 weeks ago, I wasn’t sure if I would make it as a breastfeeding mother. As I mentioned in my post last month, we ran into some issues with breastfeeding and failure to thrive. Issues that left me feeling worn down and defeated. Had it not been for my amazing support team, I would have thrown in the towel. It took a lot of motivation and determination to keep on keeping on, but alas here we are. 9 weeks in. I have to say Everly is probably one of my best breast-feeders yet. It may have taken a while to get here, but we did it. My dedicated nurser and I preserved, and found our way out of the storm and on a beautiful journey to an oh-so-special breastfeeding relationship.

I have been put on a prescription for domperidone to help stimulate my breast milk supply and keep it bountiful. I attribute this to guiding us in the right direction. Everly gained 2 pounds over the course of the past 4 weeks, gaining an ounce a day over the last 3 weeks. This, my friends, is a huge deal for my baby girl who was once placed in the category of failure to thrive.


At times I find myself struggling with trying to figure out what to do on a daily basis. I’ll be honest when I say I don’t get out from behind the four walls very often. There is something about the idea of heading out on the town alone with my 3 kids in tow that I find very daunting. I’m not sure I am ready to do it just yet. Don’t get me wrong – I do get out. We go for the occasional walk around the block or to the park, but when it comes to heading out to the store or a play date that has yet to happen. I am going to have to fix that soon because I would be lying if I said I wasn’t beginning to feel a little stir crazy.

Overall, I have to say I haven’t felt this happy in a long time. I wouldn’t trade anything for the world. I have it all. A roof over my head, good health, amazing kids,  a loving husband, a supportive family and good friends. No complaints whatsoever. Life is good! Really good.

2 Comments on Everly | 2 Months Old

  1. Lynda Cook
    May 17, 2014 at 10:12 am (4 years ago)

    Everly is such a little beauty, and I’m glad to hear that she is nursing good now! I love the picture above of you and Everly, it’s a beautiful picture!!

  2. Allie
    June 2, 2016 at 1:49 pm (2 years ago)

    Do you mind elaborating on your story and what made the doctors decide to label it as failure to thrive?


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