Gabriel Charles was born at 8:54 the morning of the 12th, weighing a scale tipping 9 pounds 7 ounces and he is 22 inches long! Our OB had guessed (based on ultrasounds) that he was going to be 8 pounds 12 ounces, so he surprised us all when he came out almost a full pound above that!
Friday and Saturday are pretty much a happy blur for me...it took almost two full hours after he was born for the feeling to return to my legs from the spinal, and for us to be brought to our room from recovery. We spent those days figuring out how to breast feed (the lactation consultants aren't around on the weekends apparently), cuddling our new "reason to be here", and just being "happy". I also spent the entire time fairly "drugged up" on pain killers to keep the incision from making life completely unbearable.
|So many wires on such a tiny body...|
|Velcro for Sunglasses.|
|A bad dream...|
He spent until about 8pm Monday night laying under the lights, not being able to be held or comforted (truly comforted, you can't really soothe a crying baby without picking them up and holding them). If I ever have to endure this experience again, I will start by asking for the "parent glasses" and having it set up so I can just sit and hold my baby under the lights rather than watching them and feeling 100% useless in making them feel better. I jumped every time an alarm went off (which was often) and was only able to get about 20 minutes or so of "sleep" the whole night, although even that was done in the sitting upright position on the "bed" that was really a couch that I could not lay down on because of my c-section and my inability to lay on my side (it's upright or mostly so on a pile of pillows for me...). Instead of sleeping, I spent the night crying and "facebooking" when Gabriel was sleeping.
|One hand was a failed attempt at an IV, the other is from after the IV failed and had to be removed.|
|Cuddling Daddy after being told we could take him out from the light while we waited for his last labs!|
|"Napping" while we wait for a blood draw at the pediatrician's office.|
We heard back from his pediatrician a few hours later and his bili levels had risen again, so he did need the at-home lights. As soon as we got home from the lactation appointment and a stop by my OB's office for a pain killer refill, we put the light belt on him and went about our evening, making dinner, giving him his bottles, staring at him, etc, etc, etc...
|Gabriel in his arm band and Daddy napping.|
Since Gabriel was so dehydrated, they admitted him so he could get IV fluids overnight and await blood work results looking for some sort of infection. I also think this was partially out of suspicion that we may have been doing something to him at home, but this is only based on questions I was asked only when Garrick was out of the room and how the doctor treated us when he came in to see us. Luckily for us, my milk finally came in overnight that night too, meaning I was finally able to actually feed my son! But, before I could feed him, I had to pump off some of the building fluids, so with a manual hand pump, I was able to get 1/2 an ounce off one side and an ounce and a half off the other! After that, Gabriel had a much easier time nursing (with the nipple shield in place)! We ended up spending Wednesday night in the hospital as well since the pattern we were seeing was that he would improve overnight and throughout the morning, but by afternoon/evening, he would be impossible to wake up. Rather than go home and end up back in the same place in a day or two, we opted to stay the night and just make sure he was really improving this time.
|Sleeping the day away in our ring sling!|
Tomorrow is also Garrick's birthday...I think at this point, the best "gift" is just having Gabriel healthy and out of the hospital!
So, like I said in the title...it has been one heck of a week! This is really just a glance over how busy this week has been and how stressful it's been on all of us! I am really thankful that my Mother has been here to help, I'm not sure what I would have done had she not been here. "New Mom" hormones are a crazy thing, especially when you pour a load of stresses on top of everything. We won't even get into the missing paperwork from home health (because she didn't give it to us), the missing parts for the pump (because the woman running the rental counter forgot to tell me I was supposed to go get them from someone else...she also called today because she forgot to write down how I paid and when I was planning on bringing the pump back), the sick dog, the empty bank account because of all the unexpected costs due to having a sick baby, you get the gist... I had a huge breakdown when I discovered very late in the evening when I finally had time to pump, that I didn't have the parts for the pump...all I had was the actual pump! No air hoses, no nothing!
I may or not go into some of this in more detail later on, but for now, I think I'm going to stop typing and go snuggle a baby before passing out (I'll feed him too).