Monthly Archives: May 2014

One Month with 2.0

We’ve had 2.0 for a month now and, in some ways, the month has played out as we expected, but in others, not at all how we thought. We are brutally exhausted. The littlest is up through the night, mostly every hour. Like his big brother, he has classic signs of silent reflux and other tummy troubles. Unlike his big bro, though, we addressed the issue as soon as the signs appeared. He’s on zantac twice a day and a probiotoc, BioGaia, every day for digestive health. The thrashing and screaming every night has subsided mostly, but his general newborn lack of sleep is taking its toll on us.
Mini Gwinn is adapting beautifully. When the baby cries, he suggests a pacifier, “pass!” Or tells Captain Laser Pants to put him in the baby swing when he’s crying inconsolably. While he’s showing some need for attention from us (he’s used to getting 100%, now it’s a little less, of course), he’s not showing jealousy or aggression toward his little bro. Mini Gwinn has been helpful, sweet, and has surprised us by how calmly he’s accepted that his life has changed in this way.
2.0 is gaining weight like a champ. Going dairy free has given us the chance to not rely on formula, and seeing his weight gain really validates the choice I made months ago for the health of my son. So far, since birth, he’s gained three pounds and four ounces. Nursing is a lot easier the second time around, but the distribution of responsibility between parents is heavily weighted on my side as a result. Even though CLP has been around a lot more with this baby than he was when mini Gwinn was born, I still don’t feel like I’m adjusting as smoothly as I had hoped. Maybe more on that later?
Anyway. Instead of reading, here are pictures of our sweet 2.0.

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Twelve Days

It’s been twelve days since I wandered into my high risk doctor’s office with no expectations of delivering a baby six hours later. After checking my blood pressure three times, he didn’t even feel like it was necessary to talk to me for more than ten seconds. He sent me to the maternity ward to be induced. I called Captain Laser Pants, who had taken mini Gwinn to his office for the morning, and my mom, to see how quickly she could be at our house. We had left my bags in the car, so I waddled to the parking deck to gather my things and head to labor and delivery.
CLP made it to the hospital, his mom picked up mini Gwinn and took him home, and we settled into our room. At 2:30 they started pitocin and, shortly after, the epidural. Since I was already 4 cm, we all knew it would be fairly quick delivery.
The epidural lost its efficacy by 5:45. There were no narcotics in it because I’m allergic to everything it seems like, and by 6 I was feeling every contraction. The most prominent pain, though, was the symphysis pubis shifting. The pitocin and spd combined was, without a doubt, the worst pain I’ve ever experienced. I went from 8 cm dilated to having a beautiful baby boy in my arms in less than ten minutes. Ten minutes, people. Two pushes and he was out, screaming and kicking. The entire process, start to finish, was less than four hours. I was stoked to not need stitches (woohoo!), and sat up with an ice pack while the nurses cleaned up our little guy. He had inhaled a mouthful of amniotic fluid on his way out because his exit was so fast, so they had to clear his lungs.
2.0 was 7 pounds, 9 ounces (a full pound and 4 ounces bigger than mini Gwinn), 20 inches and has enough dark hair that I could actually cut it due to the length.
Before we left the hospital I was feeling normal, just not looking normal. I had some leg and feet edema for a week, and now I have ten thousand pounds to lose. But we are home, our family is complete, and we are happy. Albeit, tired.

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