J wasn't in a hurry to make his skinside appearance. At least, not at first. He was 6 days past due, and then all of a sudden he was in a very, very big hurry. I started feeling contractions at about 2:30 a.m., but they really weren't any big deal so I didn't wake up the hubster. Around 6:20 a.m. they suddenly got very intense and I knew I needed help, so I woke him up. On the advice of our doula, we decided to go ahead and meet her at the hospital instead of having her come to our house at that point. (As a first time mom, I had assumed I'd be in for one of those super long labors that it seems like all first time moms go through...) We left for the hospital around 6:45 a.m. and J was born without pain meds at 8:14 a.m. He was 7lb, 4oz and 21 inches long.
What a perfect little man!
When we got him home he slept and cried and slept and cried and slept for the first week. So much sleeping! No problem, I thought, I can do this mom thing. :)
Then he started sleeping less and crying more.
But that was ok! Stressful, yes. But we figured things out. I started wrapping him for naps, and that seemed to help. When he wasn't crying he was the cutest thing ever.
Even when he was crying, he was still the cutest thing ever!
To be honest, it got a bit more stressful, because he was crying more and more. Poor little guy. He just wasn't happy, especially in the evenings. And, not to overshare, but mama wasn't happy either, because of some serious pain associated with breastfeeding. Unfortunately, the pain was worst in the evenings, right when little J wanted to nurse the most often. But we muscled through.
J had his tongue tie clipped, and that seemed to help a bit. And we took lots of walks in the neighborhood together.
The best news was that, although I was having a lot of pain, J was getting plenty to eat. He was gaining weight like a champ, averaging just over an ounce gain per day.
Then he hit the six week mark, and the crying started to taper off a bit. Either that, or we just figured out a better routine and I started to understand what he needed more quickly.
He started to smile more often and stay awake longer, and was still ridiculously cute at all times.
His favorite place to take a nap during the day is snuggled up right next to his mama.
The older he gets, the more fun we have. He is starting to explore his world more and more each day.
We've been to the botanical garden and to Food Truck Fridays.
He got his tongue tie clipped again, because it healed back partially after the first time. And I got some medication to help with a blood vessel constriction problem that was causing a lot of pain. Yay! J could finally eat without causing me intense pain. I cannot express what a relief that was and is.
When he is really happy, he'll smile with his mouth completely open.
He likes to suck on his thumb, and absolutely hates pacifiers.
Lately, he's really happy a lot, so I get to see that big gummy grin all the time. Makes my heart melt!
I won't say that being a mom was easy from the beginning, but I'm having so much fun learning. Each day is a new adventure, and J is amazing. I wouldn't give this up for the world.