1 month fun facts
Luke, is 10 pounds and 4 ounces. He is 22 inches long and fits into 3 month old clothes perfectly. He is already into size 1 diapers. I feel like we totally skipped the newborn size for everything! He loves to be cuddled and talked to. He tolerates his big sister holding him. He will look for our voices when we talk to him and will maintain okay eye contact with us. He is getting better at smiling at us and we love it! He likes to be sung to and rocked when he is tired or upset.
Okay, go ahead..ask me if he is sleeping through the night? Answer is.... nope! He is only a month old and eats a lot...so there really is no time for sleep for anyone! He does like to sleep more during the day and tends to want to hang out at night. I think I am managing 1 - 1.5 hours of sleep between his night time feedings. So on a good night I get about 4-5 hours of sleep all broken up. Thank goodness for coffee, no really I am so thankful to the man who discovered it! During Luke's 2am feeding he likes to hang out the most and gives me lots of smiles. It is nice to have that time with just him. I may be really sleepy at the time but I do really enjoy that special time with him and I know soon it will be gone and he won't want to hang out with me at 2am everyday.
Ted and I are doing a lot better with diaper changes and getting peed on a lot less! I think we have become faster at it. Hopefully we can keep our "not getting peed on" streak going! I'm sure soon it will break.
Kinley as a big sister
For the most part Kinley is doing so well with transtioning to being a big sister. She loves to hold her brother and sometimes gets mad that I get to hold him and not her. She is learning to be more patient and that playing by herself is okay. She is trying to learn to use her quiet voice more often and that screaming while Luke is sleeping is not always a good idea. She tries to read to Luke and loves to "help" dress him and change his diaper. She really is such a good helper to me and her brother...when she wants to be. ;)
Until next time!
That is all the time I have to write about how little, or not so little, Luke is doing and how we are all holding up!
I hope you enjoyed this little update,
ps. I think you can click on the photos to make them bigger....if you want.
He is here, finally he is here! Well, he has really been here for two weeks already. Regardless of that fact, he is here and he is a BOY! Just incase you didn't catch on to his name or me referring to him as "he." We welcomed Luke into this world on November, 15th 2016 at 6:28pm. He weighed 9 lbs 7 oz and was 21.5 inches long! He came into the world with a lot of hair and believe me I definitely had the heart burn for that full head of hair. I ate my way through Tums like they were candy...seriously. I think Ted had to take out a small loan for all the Tums he had to buy me! Anyways he is here and healthy!
Not the way we planned it...
We were admitted
On the way over to the doctor's appointment, I felt our baby punch, kick and hiccup and then when I got hooked up to the stress test things changed. After about 10 minutes of no movement recorderd from Luke the nurse brought me some candy to try to wake him up. I knew this wouldn't work since the time we were doing the test tended to be a sleep time for him on a normal day. Well, I was right there was no recorded movement for the 20 minutes. I wasn't too discourgaed though becasue to me this was normal. I also was kind of excited to see that was having some contractions even though I wasn't really feeling them.
Here I was thinking.... maybe this is it...maybe they will let me go home and in a couple of days I will go into labor! I like to look back at this moment as wishful thinking.
The doctor came back in and wasn't as cheerful as I was. She told me that she thought it was best for me to head to the hospital and continue to be monitored longer to see if anything changed. She said, "Well baby doesn't look bad, but we do see some dips here (pointing to a squiggly line on a piece of paper) in the heart rate and the contratctions are causing some distress. So baby isn't bad but doesn't look good. Therefore, I can't send you home until I know baby is perfectly happy in there. So lets get some more tests done and go from there."
Well, I didn't have much choice but to walk over to the hospital. I just remember walking quietly with Ted with tears streaming down my face because this is not what I wanted at all and I knew what was probably yet to come.
After gaining my composure and finding a small amount of courage, I walked up to the desk and checked myself in. Here we waited in triage for about 2 hours having a stress test, blood work and an ultasound. Each test had points for all these things and we were looking for a perfect score. We never got that perfect 10 and ended up getting a 5 or 6. This meant that we were not leaving the hospital any time soon.
He is coming one way or another....today!
After being admitted our doctor came to visit us around 1pm. She told us that she did not feel okay with us leaving the hospital without a baby. She said that our baby wasn't showing signs that he was completely happy inside and waiting it out at home could make things worse. She gave us only a few options. She told us we could try an induction but there are only two ways to go about this since I have had a previous c-section. She also said that the only induction she coud do could take up to 3 days to work. She was very concered about inducing me because my body was showing no signs of progression and Luke was showing some signs of distress. She said that the chances are higher that we would end up in an emergency c-section than an sucessful labor. The other option was to just go ahead and do a re-peat c-section. As soon as she said that my heart started pounding...this is not the way we wanted any of this. She then left us to think it over. She told us no rush but to let the nurse know what we decied and we would go from there.
As she left the room, I felt my eyes begin to fill with tears. My fear of having a repeat c-section was starting to feel more like a reality. Ted and I knew after talking with the doctor that an induction was probably not the best thing for our baby. Since my body was showing no signs of progress, Luke not being in 100% good health and only two options of induction that could take up to three days of working (if it even would).
So, we decied to have a repeat c-section. We would still have to wait 3-4 hours until the operating room would be avivable to us. All I can remember during this time was thinking that I still had a fighting chance that my body would magically go into labor itself! I would think any signs of pain I felt would show up as a contration on the mointor...but they never did. It was time to just accept the fact that God's will was a c-section no matter how much I prayed for a VBAC. God always listens to our prayers and answers them. Sometimes, He just answers them with a no and I am thankful that He did.
He is here and healthy!
The anesthesiology team came and and worked as hard as they could to try to keep me awake duirng the c-section. Due to my allergy to lidocane they could not give me the normal epidoral as they do for other moms. They had to use some other fancy type of medicine. They worked for a good hour to try to get me all numbed up but it just didn't work. (Also, shout out to all the mommas who have had an epidural! Those needles or whatever they do are painful...or at least it was for me! ) All that happen was my blood pressure falling, me becoming sick and only one leg becoming numb. So once I got to the operating table all I can remember is:
Me: "I'm going to be sick, I really don't feel well."
Nurse: "Blood pressure dropping again."
Doc: "Dawn, I'm right here. Everything is going to be fine. Trust me. I know this isn't what you wanted and I was rooting for the other way too, but it is going to be okay."
Nurse: "Calling out random numbers"
Me: *Can't stop crying or feeling like I was going to be sick on everyone*
Anesthesiologist: "Dawn, I'm so sorry we can't keep you awake. I think we are just going to have to have you go to sleep"
Me: "It's okay, I know you tried your hardest" What I'm really thinking: *At this point I don't really care. I just want it all to be over with*
Doc: "Why don't we let Ted come in before we have her go to sleep"
Ted: "I love you, It will all be okay. *kiss*" *Then he leaves to wait outside for Luke to be born and to be all cleaned up*
Me: *Off to sleep I go*
Then at some point I wake up and my doctor is holding the baby up for me to see, all sweetly swaddled in the hospital blankets. She also said, "Dawn, I am so glad we did a c-section. He is such a big guy and the cord was wrapped twice around his neck. I think that is why your body didn't progress and I think things could have been really dangerous if we went any other way." Praise God for His protection over both Luke and I!
It wasn't until I got to recovery and when I was able to hold Luke, when they told Ted and I it was a boy!! But, at that point I was just so happy to have him in my arms, thankful that we were both in good health and it was all over. Then everything goes missing until a good couple hours later when family starts to come visit.
That is that! Shout out to you if you read all this through! Here are some fun photos of his first couple of days here in this world.