And here are those photos from my labor and delivery that you’ve been waiting on…
Yes, I twittered some while in labor. It drove my husband batty. He almost refused to bring the computer in the room for me… but finally gave in since the labor lasted all day. I’ve been hoping to get some of these photos posted this past week, but life has been a little off-kilter to say the least. Still don’t have a groove down… or nursing back on track… but I haven’t given up. There have been glimmers of hope and blessings even with the tears and trails. Just this morning I got on my scale and it told me I was already down to exactly the weight I was when I got pregnant. Too bad my ‘shape’ isn’t the same. I’m certain there are many sit-ups and laps around the block in my future.
And here’s the Viking in all his chubby glory – telling those nurses what he thinks about being pricked, poked, rubbed, and Lord knows what else. Everyone was in tears (some for joy, others because the epidural wore off). And Mom finally got her cheeseburger, fries and a coke – after a day of ice chips. I love me some cheeseburger.
The busy labor room behind us, we checked in to postpartum and expected to get some rest. Note: Don’t expect rest in a hospital. Another Note: Why do hospitals paint their postpartum rooms GREY? Seems as if they are just testing you to see if you’ll get postpartum depression before you leave with all that gloomy paint on the wall.
Hubby and I were so tired that the first day or so was spent sleeping at every available moment. Thankfully my mom was there to help with the first few feedings and stayed up in the night rocking the little night owl to sleep. His little skin was peeling on his hands and feet – and now he looks like a molting lizard.
Kaden finally got to hold his little brother on the second day at home. My mom thinks that he looks just like Kaden did when he was little… but the jury is still out. I think he has my husband’s mouth and chin. I can’t wait to find out what color his eyes will be and if his hair will stick around – change colors if it falls out and comes back in – or if he’ll be bald for a year or two like my other babies were. It is fun getting to know them once they are here.
Sorry about the blog neglect but it’s just like that country western song by Doug Stone says…
I could have written a play so sweet and so funny
Given old Mr. Shakespere a run for his money
Written the words to the prettiest tune
That would never leave a dry eye in the room
My only excuse for not doing enough
I was too busy being in love
Yes I was too busy being in love