I went to the doctor Friday to have my incision inspected and everything is looking good. The bacteria causing the infection turns out to be MRSA, which would explain why it didn't respond to the first antibiotic, as that it was one that MRSA is resistant to. It makes me really glad that we decided not to circumcise Alec, because the last thing a baby with a MRSA-infected mother needs is an open wound on a sensitive place just waiting to get colonized.
Life is starting to settle into a new normal. Alec is developing not so much a schedule as a pattern. He likes to spend 2-4 hours cluster feeding, interspersed with cat-napping and alert periods, then sleeps for six hours. It's a bizarre schedule for a newborn, but he seems to be eating well, producing as many dirty diapers as he should and is gaining weight, so we're just going with it. Such long sleep periods do make me have hope that he'll sleep through the night early, or at least earlier than K did at 22 months.
It's been 2 1/2 weeks, and he's already changing:
- He's having more alert periods and spent a good ten minutes in the bouncy seat last evening, admiring the dangling toys.
- Diaper changes are improving, in that the mere act of having his clothes or diaper taken off is no longer cause for him to demand intervention from Amnesty International. He would still like having a cold wet cloth applied to his genitals be declared a violation of human rights however. I can't say I blame him, but we have to get the poo off somehow.
- In slightly less positive changes, the infant acne has arrived. Our poor little pizza face. Time will tell if he also gets the cradle cap his sister had. I love my children, but I have to admit this is not necessarily the phase of infancy where they are at their most physically attractive.