Owen is two weeks and counting... ~ February 21st, 2014

It hasn't been the smoothest transition coming home. Owen and I both have had more doctor appointments than I would like (which would be none) and my recovery hasn't been what we anticipated in the slightest but things are slowly getting better and I'm cherishing the moments Owen isn't screaming...so is the rest of the household. 

He was diagnosed with a posterior tongue tie, high palate, and recessed chin. All complicate breastfeeding and explain his fussiness and screaming and my constant pain and mastitis. Yesterday we had a frenotomy performed and things are improving. Traumatizing for both of us but no more so than his endless frustration with being hungry and exhausted. His poor jaw would tremble in his sleep and I was left mangled by the end of the day. You could hear how tired he was in his whimper of a cry after shouting at us all day.

He's above birth weight, his sister loves him, and we're all healing. That's the most we can hope for and we're thankful.