Thursday, July 30, 2009

Introducing...


Robert James! He arrived as scheduled on July 17th at 7:55am, weighing in at 7lbs 7oz and 18 inches long.
We arrived at the hospital at 5:30 am for a 7:30 surgery. I had both hubby and my mom with me for support and my dad stayed with Diva at home. I had heard stories all along from friends that you never get into the OR on time and expect to be sitting around for a few hours, but thankfully we got in the OR on time. I was very calm through everything until the spinal tap...OUCH! I can still vividly hear his first cry, although when they asked if I wanted to see him I said "I'll see him in a little bit"...the spinal tap was making me extremely nauseous and I didn't want his first view of me possibly being me throwing up. When I finally did see him, he was perfect and looked just like his sister.
I got to carry him while they wheeled me into the Recovery room. I had a fantastic nurse who was on top of giving me my pain meds (mmmm...morphine...) and noticed that I was hemorrhaging. The other nurse said it was just a little extra bleeding, but come to find out it was more. Thankfully the nurse and my Dr were able to stop it while in the recovery room and I didn't have to go back into the OR or have a transfusion, although I didn't get to see RJ for 5 hours.
It's been two weeks and I'm moving around so much better than with my first c-section and I'm already 5 lbs lighter than when I got pregnant! RJ is a champion eater and is already a mama's boy!

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Happy 4th!


I hope everyone has a fun and safe Independence day, or as Diva calls it...fireworks day! I have been given a direct order from hubby that I am not allowed to go into labor on his favorite holiday or at least not until he has set off all his fireworks tonight. I may just have to throw a few fake labor pains his way today...hehehe!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Only 2 more weeks....only 2 more weeks...

that is what I keep telling myself. Cobra should be making his arrival on the 17th and up until this week I was in no rush. I'm still not in any rush, I want him to cook as long as possible. I just want my body back!!!! I want to be able to take a deep breath, roll over in bed with out joints popping and me whining about the pain (ok that one is for hubby), and walk with out looking like a ummpa loompa!