So I have let this blog slide into pure abandonement. Oops. I blame motherhood, and working full time, and freelancing, and all those other little things, like sleep. My apologies.
But, I have decided to get a blog up and running again. New addy, new format, but plenty of pics of Henry Joe to go round. I'll post the URL here once it's up and running, hopefully within the next week.
Between starting to pick up some freelance work and the adorable little man, I'm not blogging much and apologize to anyone who has been looking for updates!
All is well here. Henry is a doll and such a good baby. He's growing and eating like crazy and I'm just trying to keep up! He's discovered smiling and a sorta laugh and he just melts my heart every day.
Friday evening was the quintessincial ""dark and stormy night" with torrents of rain and wind battering down the house and flooding the streets. As we went to bed, I joked that it would be our luck that the baby would be born on such a night....oops.
Thankfully, when I awoke at about 4 am with contractions the rain was slowing down. I timed them for about a half hour before waking the hubs up when they were about 45 seconds long and 5 minutes apart. We got the bag together, got some breakfast from the kitchen, and let the dog out. I figured we had some time.
By the time we got to the hospital at about 6 am the contractions were a minute long and about 3 minutes apart. The pain was getting more intense, as well. When I was finally checked by the resident OB at about 7 am I was 6-7 cm and they rushed us into a labor and delivery suite.
Things kept moving quickly until I hit 9 cm at 11 am and stalled. The contractions got worse but the baby wasn't moving. At this point, my OB also got called into an emergency C-section. Left in pain, I asked for thr epidural. I was impressed I had gotten to 9 cm on my own and the pain was starting to cloud my head and focus. After the epi I was able to rest until the doc returned and get my strength back.
The doc broke my water at 12:30 and we discovered meuconium in the fluid, so NICU was called in as a precaution. I pushed for just shy of 2 hours...he was "right there" for most of it but his giant head was stuck. A third-degree episiotomy later, Henry Joseph arrived at 2:11 pm.
He had no mec-related issues and scored 9s on both his Apgars. He was wide awake and alert and got to meet his family right away. He started breastfeeding about an hour after delivery and has been getting better every day since!
Recovery has been painful, but totally doable. Six days pp and I'm just a little sore and feeling mostly like myself.
I thankfully have something nearly every weekend between now and Lil G's due date to occupy me. Here we go!
May 23/24: Memorial Day holiday, Great Grandma's 100th Birthday Celebration
May 30/31: Much needed facial, second anniversary dinner with the hubs
June 6/7: Spa outing with Mom, my shower!
June 13/14: Summer BBQ with friends
June 20/21: Cousin's grad party, new car shopping
June 27/28: Maternity photo shoot
July 4/5: Independence Day holiday
July 11/12: DH's work summer party
July 18/19 on....still working on distractions!
The Princess...for now ;)
AKA Fredo, the doxie pup
The Journey So Far...
1/05: We meet, as fate would have it, on the train home from work. After a week of chatting, he tricks me into asking him out.
7/05: Fourth of July weekend, his condo catches on fire. Displaced for 6 months for construction, he comes to live with me.
1/06: We move into the condo, officially now "our" place.
6/06: He proposes during a rained out trip to the shore. Yes!
6/07: Exactly one year to the day, we get married. Woot!
10/07: After multiple doctor visits, blood tests and two ER trips, I'm finally diagnosed with Gallbladder Disease. Two surgeries later, we are told BCP was probably to blame. As this isn't my first showdown with BCP side effects, the pills find their way to the trash bin.
11/07: We purchase our house and move in. We get robbed in the process, but hey, what can ya do?
6/08: Our one year anniversary, and we decide to toss all forms of BC and let what happens, happen.
9/08: With irregular cycles and a 60-day annovulatory in the midst, I head to my first fertility appointment. Bloodwork shows a possible PCOS diagnosis. Without enough information to do much more, we forge ahead in confusion.
12/08: It's a BFP! We are now anxiously (an a little cautiously) waiting for Lil G!