I know I have been absent for a while, but it was for good reason. The last month of my pregnancy was pretty intense. I had a number of close calls, and when those close calls didn't result in a baby, my induction was scheduled.
On 5/26/2018 (a Saturday), I gave birth to the most beautiful baby boy in the world (I was 41+1 weeks pregnant). As a first time mom, the labor and delivery was pretty intense. When active labor started, my blood pressure became dangerously low. The nurses were quick to put me on oxygen and regulate my blood pressure. Eventually, it went back up and my son and I were okay. That evening, I went from a dilation of 4 to fully dilated. From the first push to my son being delivered, 50 minutes passed.
They quickly placed him on my chest and I immediately fell in love. Nothing compares to the feeling you get when you meet your baby for the first time. It is indescribable. Everything I thought I knew about life and love went out the window.
While the doctor and nurses sewed me up, I enjoyed watching my son try to life his head up to look at me. At just minutes old, he was already displaying incredible strength!
We spent a few days in the hospital and then we went home. My son had his first doctor's appointment and he was perfectly healthy. He has a good appetite, and he continues to learn about the mechanics of his own body. Of course, being the parent of a newborn, sleep is hard to come by. My son sleeps during the day and is fussy at night. I been trying for the last few weeks or so to keep him up during the day. Sadly my attempts have failed. He falls asleep after he eats, while he's held, while he's being changed, and while being burped. At night, nothing gets him to sleep, except for grandpa's help, LOL! For some reason, his grandfather is the only one who can get him to sleep at night.
The doctor has told me this is all typical newborn behavior, and it should work itself out in time.
I am blessed to be a part of an amazing Church, one that has dropped off meals everyday during the last week. It has helped tremendously, and my family is extremely grateful.
As for me, I am still recovering from the delivery. I tore completely during the pushing, so my recovery might take a little while (by the way, the epidural does NOT help during active labor and pushing. You feel EVERYTHING during these times. You might as well have a natural birth!).
I have become a little anemic and I ended up getting sick this week. I haven't let any of this get in the way of me taking care of my son. I rest when I can.
My son is doing well. He continues to surprise me everyday with his strength. He is my entire world, and I can't stop watching him while he sleeps.
As for blogging, I am hoping to get back into the swing of things soon. Until then, I will be enjoying being a mommy to this incredible tiny human <3