Really tomorrow is 3 weeks but I want to go ahead and get this done.
We're still figuring out our schedule. I keep thinking we get the hang of it and then it gets thrown off somehow. I am determined to figure this out. :)
Bitty boy has grown a lot during his first couple of weeks. The pediatrician is very impressed with his growth. When we left the hospital, he weighed 4lbs 13oz. itty bitty. Just two days shy of 3 weeks, Davis weighed 6lbs 5oz! Woohoo, chunky monkey. Woof, I can say the growth has been well earned by both Davis and my body. ;)
Davis loves to be cuddled. I think in his perfect world he would be held 24/7. As much as I want to do that, I am trying hard to give him time on his own. Between his mommy and daddy, family and friends, it can be challenging to give him some alone time. I'm learning though he really needs a balance. We're still trying to figure out that balance.
We try to take at least one walk a day. I think the fresh air is really good for him.
Bowman is adjusting. He was very indifferent for the first two weeks and now he seems to want to be in the same room as the baby most of the time. He now starts to wag his tail and sniff those little toes. It seemed like this morning Davis spotted Bo. He turned his head in Bo's direction when he heard Bo's nails prancing towards us. Oh I hope they love each other immensely one day.
My mom, Davis' Mimi, stayed with us the first week and we are so thankful. My sister, Aunt B, came in town last week and is here for another week. Mimi has been back too. :) I can never thank them appropriately for their help. W has been SO swamped with school that we needed help more than we thought. Most importantly, they are bonding with Davis and he already recognizes their voices. I think they would hold him 24/7 if I let them. Actually, I know they would. :) They already fight over him. I love it!
We have had sweet family and friends continue to visit us and bring us food. What a blessing! It is times like these when you realize how fortunate you are because of the people and love around you. Life is put into perspective and we see the true joy in this world - love.
Picture overload to come this weekend.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Baby Davis
I have been saying for over a week that I was going to start blogging again because I know I will regret it if not. Right now I think I won't forget a thing about these past 2.5 weeks but I know that won't be the case.
It is hard to find the time to write but I will just start going and see where it takes me.
Our sweet baby boy was born at 37 weeks 2 days. Two days prior, we went to the hospital for version and successfully had him flipped. While it was painful and looking like it wasn't going to happen, he finally cooperated after 20 minutes. We had a growth scan scheduled for two days later where we would also confirm he was still head down. The appointment was first thing in the morning and Daddy W and I did not receive much information as the u/s tech didn't seem to be too interested in her tasks for that day. Even with the limited information something didn't seem right. As soon as we got home I called my doctor's office and spoke with the nurse telling her I didn't think the scan went well and that the baby didn't seem to be growing at the same pace. Instead of measuring 2 weeks behind, he was showing 3 weeks behind. The nurse assured me that if there was a problem they would have been notified by the tech.
As soon as I hung up the phone, literally, it rang. It was the tech and simply said "can you head to the hospital to labor and delivery?" no futher info. I asked if there was a concern. Again all she said was to head to L&D as they were expecting me. W and I grabbed a magazine and bookbag to keep us occupied while in the hospital thinking we were going to be monitored.
We arrived at L&D and they were not expecting us. No one had notified them yet. To make a long story short, information finally made its way to L&D and then to us. We were simply told we weren't leaving the hospital without having the baby. WHAT?! They measured him at 5lbs and thought it would be better for him to get nutrients outside of the womb moving forward.
At 10am Friday, August 31 I was checked in and in our L&D room dressed for the occasion. Family was notified and on their way, W headed home to get our bags, and then we waited.
I was induced around noon and had the epidural within an hour of being induced. No reason to feel pain if I was getting an epidural anyway. Family came to visit to keep us company and we all just waited for progression. Around 9:30pm I started getting uncomfortable and experienced my first bout of pain. I soon remembered that I had a trigger button for my epidural. A couple of shots later and I was good to go. I started pushing at 12:00am September 1 and we met our sweet boy, Davis Douglas, at 12:07. He weighed 5lbs 6oz and was 18.5 in long. Bigger than we thought! I was amazed by the process. I should note for my own memory that I could have started pushing at 11:30pm but am glad I waited as the crowning helped with a few simple pushes to get him out.
We were in the hospital until Monday and a scare Saturday morning just hours after he was born. Davis choked on mucus and turned blue in daddy's arms. We were glad to stay another couple of days in the hospital where we were surrounded by experts.
My recovery was pretty noneventful. I am so fortunate to have had a wonderful pregnancy and l&d.
Davis is now 2.5 weeks old and we are all still learning the ropes. I would be lying if I didn't say my love for this tiny little man is more than I can explain, but the past 2.5 weeks have come with challenges. A newborn is more than a full time job. It is an amazing thing but nothing can prepare you for it. All I want to do is keep him happy and sometimes fussing is just what he needs. Boy is that hard to handle.
Pics will come later. My time is up :)
Updated with pics
It is hard to find the time to write but I will just start going and see where it takes me.
As soon as I hung up the phone, literally, it rang. It was the tech and simply said "can you head to the hospital to labor and delivery?" no futher info. I asked if there was a concern. Again all she said was to head to L&D as they were expecting me. W and I grabbed a magazine and bookbag to keep us occupied while in the hospital thinking we were going to be monitored.
We arrived at L&D and they were not expecting us. No one had notified them yet. To make a long story short, information finally made its way to L&D and then to us. We were simply told we weren't leaving the hospital without having the baby. WHAT?! They measured him at 5lbs and thought it would be better for him to get nutrients outside of the womb moving forward.
At 10am Friday, August 31 I was checked in and in our L&D room dressed for the occasion. Family was notified and on their way, W headed home to get our bags, and then we waited.
I was induced around noon and had the epidural within an hour of being induced. No reason to feel pain if I was getting an epidural anyway. Family came to visit to keep us company and we all just waited for progression. Around 9:30pm I started getting uncomfortable and experienced my first bout of pain. I soon remembered that I had a trigger button for my epidural. A couple of shots later and I was good to go. I started pushing at 12:00am September 1 and we met our sweet boy, Davis Douglas, at 12:07. He weighed 5lbs 6oz and was 18.5 in long. Bigger than we thought! I was amazed by the process. I should note for my own memory that I could have started pushing at 11:30pm but am glad I waited as the crowning helped with a few simple pushes to get him out.
We were in the hospital until Monday and a scare Saturday morning just hours after he was born. Davis choked on mucus and turned blue in daddy's arms. We were glad to stay another couple of days in the hospital where we were surrounded by experts.
My recovery was pretty noneventful. I am so fortunate to have had a wonderful pregnancy and l&d.
Davis is now 2.5 weeks old and we are all still learning the ropes. I would be lying if I didn't say my love for this tiny little man is more than I can explain, but the past 2.5 weeks have come with challenges. A newborn is more than a full time job. It is an amazing thing but nothing can prepare you for it. All I want to do is keep him happy and sometimes fussing is just what he needs. Boy is that hard to handle.
Pics will come later. My time is up :)
Updated with pics
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