Happy One Month Brock

Happy One month to our Little Guy!! Seriously where does the time go!??

I took Brock to a pediatrician on Friday to figure out this projectile throwing up/ tummy pains.  We started him on zantac and that didn't seem to be doing the trick so the pediatrician switched him to prevacid.  He has been on that for a few days now and seems to be doing okay with it.  I felt so bad giving him the zantac it smelled like mouth wash, I couldn't imagine trying to swallow that!  The prevacid smells like orange, so much better.   He weighed in at 10 lbs and 22 3/4 inches long, he's not my little baby anymore :(! I can't believe how much he has changed just in this first month. 

What are you up to?

You are staying more alert just over the past few days.  You've started to fight your sleep, I will rock you or we pat your butt and you'll be asleep but the second we set you down you wake up!  Last night you did this and I layed you on the couch you fussed around for a little bit and fell asleep on your own! :)  You still sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room - I don't plan to move you just yet!  You grunt a LOT, especially when your sleeping and oh say about 3 or 4 in the morning it wakes us up and is hard for us to get any good sleep after that.  You've had some longer stretches through the night on eating, you were waking every 2 hours and for a few nights you wanted to eat every hour and a half- that was EXHAUSTING!  You don't have a set schedule, every night is different and I just pray that you are able to go at least 3 hours in between feedings at least for one of them.  :)  Daddy got to experience what its like when you don't get food ASAP last night while I ran to the store.  He called me just as I was getting into town so needless to say I wasn't able to take a longer way home just to enjoy time to myself.  He said you chugged 2 oz and he went to heat up more and your kicked the bag of milk and it dumped in the sink (you wouldn't let him set you down long enough to heat it). I think you just needed a good burp!

I can't imagine life without you Brock and look forward to the milestones month 2 will bring us! You truely are my life and I feel so akward when I don't have you near me! :) We have a wedding in a few weeks and I'm not looking forward to leaving you even though it will only be for a couple of hours!

39 Week Appointment that turned in to a Birthday!

On Weds. (5/23) I went in for what would be my last appointment.  Michael was off that afternoon so he decided to go with me to it.  I had thought to myself that morning about putting the carseat in the car and grabbing our bags but I decided not to because I figure I would just jinx myself.  We had a U/S to check baby's size and my fluid level.  Everything looked good. 

We were then taken to the room to meet with the Deb.  She came in and checked me and I was dilated to a 2.5/3.  We talked for a bit and then we got on the topic about induction.  She looked at us and asked us if we wanted to head over to the hospital right then.  Uhmm, WHAT?  I looked at Michael thinking oh shit, this is it! We discussed it more and decided we would go in that night at 7 to be induced. 

I called into work letting them know that my maternity leave would start 2 days earlier than I had planned on it. And then we made one quick stop before we headed home to pick up the house a bit, get our bags and the carseat.  It was the fastest 3 hours of my life from the time we got home to the time I was sitting in the hospital bed.

We headed down and decided that we would only tell our parents that I was being induced.  Michael didn't want a bunch of people knowing so that is what we decided to do. 

Once we arrived I took one last belly picture and put on the gown and got into the bed so they could hook me up to a monitor for a while.  They started pitocin about an hour or so after I had been there.  From about 9:30 on that night I was in so much pain.  My contractions were coming every minute and a half leaving me no time to catch a break from them.  I could tell Michael felt so helpless as I laid in bed practically crying because they were so bad.  Finally at 11:30 the nurse gave me some pain meds.  I was able to get about 2 hours of sleep before they wore off at 1:30. They ended up turning off the pitocin around then too because I was contracting on my own. 

Finally at 3:30 they called for the epidural (the nurse wouldn't call until I reached a 4).  After the epidural I was finally able to get some sleep minus the nurses coming in and checking on me and the machine for my blood pressure/ babies heartrate going off.

Finally around 10:30 Thursday morning (5/24) Dr. Gratkins showed up and broke my water and they decided to turn the pitocin back on.  After they turned the pitocin back on I could slightly feel a little bit of the cramping but nothing that I couldn't handle.  The nurse came back in close to noon to check me and I was FINALLY at a 10!!

I started pushing around 12 and they called Dr. Gratkins to let him that we would be having a baby soon.  I pushed for 50 minutes and Brock was finally here!! I about wanted to give up I was so tired from pushing and just felt like I was getting no where.  I must say it was the most amazing thing when I was able to pull my baby out and place him upon my chest. (I realize this may gross some of you out).  I will NEVER forget that moment. 

Brock David Friedman
7 lbs 11 oz, 21 inches
12:50 pm
5/24/12

After being at home and having a vaginal delivery I sometimes think that maybe having a c-section is easier.  I didn't realize how sore I would be and how such a small task such as going to the bathroom could be so painful at times!  But then as soon as I look at Brock I'm reminded that everything I went through that night/day was so worth it. 

We are soooo in love with our little guy, he is absolutely perfect!  I love just holding him and watching him sleep, there is simply nothing sweeter.  I still can't believe he is mine somedays! :) I am SO blessed to be his Mommy!

Our little man

Things have been busy around here.  I seem to never put make-up on or do anything with my hair other than putting it in a pony tail.  But thats okay, I'm trying to enjoy every single minute with my little guy.  I find myself holding him probably way too much for his own good but I don't care he will only be little for so long so I'm going to soak up every second I can.  If he turns out rotten because of it we'll fix it when we get to that point. 
I had my first 'big' crying/sobbing break down last night.  I was holding him just starring at him while he was asleep in my arms and the tears just starting rolling down my face.  Michael got outta the shower and I just went into a full on balling session telling him how I can't leave him and how I don't want to go back to work.  I pray every night that something happens so I can stay home.  Michael asked me why I was thinking about it now since I still have 3 weeks left with him.  My answer was I kno that its coming and its giving me anxiety thinking about it. I'm starting to tear up just typing this out.  I mean look at this face....

Adjusting...

We are still here! I promise I haven't given up blogging, in fact I want to blog MORE now that Brock is here.  I want to beable to look back and see what we were up too when he was little because I know the years are going to fly by now that I have a child. 
I have written all about his birth, I just have some pictures to add to the post and then I will get that put up.  Bare with me I WILL get caught up on this.  I'm trying to juggle taking care of a newborn with tummy/gas issues, trying to get some sleep when he does, getting out of the house which usually just consist of going on a walk to get the mail and then to my moms, and the laundry/household chores that never stop! :)
But nonetheless I'm enjoying my time with him and I do dread going back to work and leaving him with someone else to watch him grow :( this brings tears to my eyes just typing it.  Don't get me wrong I LOVE my job and I'm not one that could stay home EVERYDAY, but part-time work would be GREAT, like perhaps 3 or 4 days a week that way I'd have some extra time to spend with my little guy.