I know I still have lots to talk about and I've honestly had the time to do so while sitting around in hospital rooms waiting for something to happen. But I just haven't done it. Instead, I've spent a lot of time loving on my sweet baby boy and praying that he'd be okay. Which now, he is.
We got to come home after a 2 day stay for stupid meningitis which is incredibly unlikely to happen. The pediatrician at the hospital described our situation as "the perfect storm" meaning that a series of unlikely events all had to happen to lead to such a crapfest. I happened to get enterovirus days before delivery, he happened to catch it, and it happened to turn into meningitis. Awesome.
But as for all of the good news, he is obviously doing well! And he is an incredibly peaceful, calm baby. Which I'm totally not used to so I'm not sure what to do with myself. I just want to hold him all the time, but also need him to be okay with being put down so I struggle with that balance. He's okay pretty much anywhere we put him, which is SOOOO different from his diva sister.
We're on home "quarantine" for the next 4 weeks which means no restaurants, mall, baby gym for me (mom is taking Paisley), etc. This could kill me. But I know it's for Graham's best interest. I even moved Paisley's big birthday party back a month since there will be so many kids there. And I'm trying to remind myself that I can be a good mom to her even if we are here more than usual. Unfortunately, it's way too hot outside to do much outdoors where we'd be free of germs for the most part.
My milk came in after only 48 hours this time which was SO much better and he immediately nursed in the recovery room after my surgery. I barely have a scar and would repeat a c-section any day over a vaginal delivery. The recovery hasn't been bad at all! And the bleeding is almost non-existent since they cleaned out my uterus in the OR. :)
I'm losing weight much quicker this time which I'm obviously thankful for and I can't say I've had anything to do with it, so I'm blaming it on the stress and the larger baby. And as much as I dreaded the baby phase, I've thoroughly enjoyed it this time. Seriously. He sleeps through the night with the exception of eating a couple of times. Then he drifts right back to sleep. And if he doesn't, he's content to lie next to me awake and quiet. So weird.
And best yet, Paisley adores him. She wants to snuggle with him and hold him. She constantly asks where he is until she finds him in the room and I catch her nonchalantly rubbing his hand or foot when she sits next to us on the couch. Too cute!
We got to come home after a 2 day stay for stupid meningitis which is incredibly unlikely to happen. The pediatrician at the hospital described our situation as "the perfect storm" meaning that a series of unlikely events all had to happen to lead to such a crapfest. I happened to get enterovirus days before delivery, he happened to catch it, and it happened to turn into meningitis. Awesome.
But as for all of the good news, he is obviously doing well! And he is an incredibly peaceful, calm baby. Which I'm totally not used to so I'm not sure what to do with myself. I just want to hold him all the time, but also need him to be okay with being put down so I struggle with that balance. He's okay pretty much anywhere we put him, which is SOOOO different from his diva sister.
We're on home "quarantine" for the next 4 weeks which means no restaurants, mall, baby gym for me (mom is taking Paisley), etc. This could kill me. But I know it's for Graham's best interest. I even moved Paisley's big birthday party back a month since there will be so many kids there. And I'm trying to remind myself that I can be a good mom to her even if we are here more than usual. Unfortunately, it's way too hot outside to do much outdoors where we'd be free of germs for the most part.
My milk came in after only 48 hours this time which was SO much better and he immediately nursed in the recovery room after my surgery. I barely have a scar and would repeat a c-section any day over a vaginal delivery. The recovery hasn't been bad at all! And the bleeding is almost non-existent since they cleaned out my uterus in the OR. :)
I'm losing weight much quicker this time which I'm obviously thankful for and I can't say I've had anything to do with it, so I'm blaming it on the stress and the larger baby. And as much as I dreaded the baby phase, I've thoroughly enjoyed it this time. Seriously. He sleeps through the night with the exception of eating a couple of times. Then he drifts right back to sleep. And if he doesn't, he's content to lie next to me awake and quiet. So weird.
And best yet, Paisley adores him. She wants to snuggle with him and hold him. She constantly asks where he is until she finds him in the room and I catch her nonchalantly rubbing his hand or foot when she sits next to us on the couch. Too cute!
I meant to comment on your last post- I am SO sorry- what a mess! I am so thankful baby Graham is well and you are at home! Sorry you have to be homebound for awhile- yuck. Hooray for easygoing babies who sleep though!
ReplyDeleteSO happy he is doing well now and he is such a good baby! He sounds like my son was when he was a newborn. We didn't know how good we had it...until we had Addy, lol!
ReplyDeleteGlad you're home and everybody is on the mend. :)
ReplyDeleteGlad he is doing well. I just wouldn't know what to do with such a calm peaceful easy baby!!!! You deserve the break after diva baby!!!
ReplyDeleteGood luck being stuck at home for four weeks.