As the song by Jack Johnson goes, "It's always better when we're together."

Friday, March 25, 2011

You don't tug on Superman's cape...

You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
And you don't wake a sleeping baby!! 

So, yeah, I edited the song a little there, but it's solid advice!

Wow! The past sixteen days have been a complete and utter whirlwind. At the moment, Nate is asleep in his new swing. Matt and I went out today and found a swing to help with our little man. He has been somewhat fussy the past few days and we were looking for something to help calm him. I think he is going through another growth spurt because he eats, fusses, sleeps, fusses, eats, get the picture. This cycle will go on for a few hours until his belly is full and he's ready to sleep for real. If I counted correctly (which is highly unlikely given the lack of sleep I've had lately) he ate around 8-9 ounces of milk last night over a 2 hour period. He can be a little piggy at times! So, let me think. What have we been up to lately? Matt and I have been eating, sleeping, changing diapers, and feeding Nate. Nate has been eating, sleeping, pooping, and growing like a weed. He is the only person in this house who is well rested! :-)  He is getting pretty long and today I noticed that he'll probably outgrow his bassinet soon. I will admit, I'm not ready for him to get so big yet! I know it's going to happen, but still! Here are some pictures of our adventures over the past few weeks. Enjoy!

Nate got to meet Cousin Indy.  As you can tell by the face, Indy wasn't so sure what to think of Nate.

 He is NOT a fan of sponge baths!

I couldn't get the picture to rotate, but here is Nate listening to his dad read to him about hernias.  The doctor told us to put him in the sun to help with the jaundice.

 I love this picture!

 Happy St. Patrick's Day!!

 Moose is a good big brother. He doesn't like it when Nate cries. Moose will start to whine and will go to check on Nate.

At times he will hold his own bottle!

He has a hard life! This has become his favorite way to sleep when he's not swaddled.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Attempting to and finally coming home...

We were supposed to be discharged on Friday, but sadly Nate was jaundiced and was not allowed to come home with us. He spent all day Friday under the photo-therapy lights trying to bring his levels down. He didn't pass his test Friday afternoon so we had to leave him. It was pretty hard to leave the hospital with just a pillow in my lap instead of a baby, but it was better for him to stay. They told us we could visit him in the nursery any time, but when we called around 10:30 he had already been fed and was back under the lights. We got his feeding schedule and decided to go back at 6am on Saturday. We went to see him Saturday morning and he had already been fed, but they told us they would take him out of the lights for 15 minutes so we could see him. Apparently, he had gotten fussy and they fed him earlier than 6am. We thought our 15 minutes were up when the nurse came back in and told us the levels had gone down from his last test and he was going to be taken out from under the lights for 6 hours before being retested. We hung out with him until shift change and decided to go back for his 11:30 feeding. We went back to feed him at 11:30 and they took him at 12:15 to run his next test. Thankfully it came back with lower levels and he was discharged Saturday afternoon. Here are some pictures from those two days.

In his photo-therapy booth. He was not a fan of the goggles!

With Matt's dad, aka Big Daddy.

Daddy is an awesome swaddler!


We're going home!!

Bracing for the first car ride with Daddy.

Meeting the big, furry brother.

Welcome to the world, Nate!

Well, one door has closed and another has opened. As much as I enjoyed pregnancy, I am excited that Nate has made his debut. And, it was on his due date! He made his way into this world on Wednesday, March 9 at 3:35 pm. He weighed 7lbs. 13 oz. and was 20.5 inches long. I applaud the person who discovered/developed the epidural. If not for that person, I would not have been nearly as pleasant to be around during the 14.5 hours of labor. In fact, I feel bad counting the first 13 hours as actual labor because I was in little to no pain at all. Here are some pictures!

The new family!

Not sure what's going on yet.

3554 grams = 7 lbs 13 oz

Loved those nugget ice chips!

Why do I look more haggard than Matt in the picture below?

The birth was a lot easier for him, I believe.

With his NiNi

With my dad who has yet to choose a name to be called.