You don't know how many times I've tried to sit down and write... and it just never happened! May 23rd seems like so long ago now, tomorrow our baby boy is three weeks old! I can't believe it! He already looks so big to me. I can honestly say I'm so happy we decided to schedule a c-section. After they delivered Joshua, the doctor told me she thought I made the right decision, because of the amount of fluid I had and how hard he was to get out... I probably would have had to have an emergency c-section anyway. The recovery was so much better than I expected, and I'm really happy with how everything worked out. Jude got video of Joshua being pulled out of me, and of his first cry that made me cry like a baby! Jude got to cut the umbilical chord, and went with Joshua to the recovery room. By the time I was all sewed up, I was only away from Jude and Joshua for about ten minutes, and then they wheeled me into the recovery room with my boys :) Joshua weighed 8 lbs. 5 oz and was 19 3/4 inches long. He was born at 10:03am. He took to breastfeeding within about 5 minutes... which seemed like forever to me... and he scored a 9 on the apgar (s?) test. Jude got very good at swaddling our baby boy. It was really cute... Jude asked about three different nurses to show him how. I couldn't eat anything for the first 24 hours... which STUNK... but by the time 7:30am rolled around, the cafeteria food tasted amazing! From the get go, the nurses were surprised at how well and fast i was recovering... and apparently i had the best incision on the floor. lucky me! We got to come home on memorial day... and at that point, Jude and I were both ready.
The first week... sleeping was more of an idea... which was/is the hardest part for me. I don't exactly know what i was expecting... but it is hard. I started taking some advice from a friend of mine about being 'babywise' and luckily, i usually only have to get up twice at night now! Thank the Lord! And I'm finding that I'm really enjoying this mommy thing when I get more sleep!
During the course of the last three weeks, I don't think I've cried more for no reason, I've been pooped and peed on, and felt completely vulnerable with this new love I have for my son. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to him, and that's putting it lightly. Jude put it this way, when he was talking to some expectant parents: you just have somebody else living with you, that you love, and you have to change their diapers.
I get so much joy out of seeing him smile, right before he drifts off to sleep, and seeing him make facial expressions JUST like Jude! I just love him so much. He's so much more alert now and awake more often than he used to be. And I just look at him and my heart melts. I think he's just the cutest!
Oh, and I forgot to mention, on his one week check-up, he gained all his birth weight back, plus 4 ounces! He's a growing boy!
Ok, that's all I have time for now... He's getting bored with his bouncer!
Talk more soon, I hope... and I have a ton of pictures I'm going to have to upload! Birth announcements are on my "to-do" list... :)
Sarah
