A and I have decide to take on a new adventure: parenthood. D joined our family on July 3rd. D was a little delayed in joining us. He missed his due date by a few days, do on the 2nd, I checked ino the hospital to begin the process of being induced. They gave my Cytotec followed by Pitocin. A was awesome and massaged my feet throughout my contractions. The Docor thought that D would make his appearance by noon. However, I couldn't get past 8. After being at an or 4 hours, I decided to Italy get an epidural. I was hoping to make it though without one. Around 6 my doctor was growing concerned for D because with each contraction his heart rate kept dropping. To the doctors ths indicated that the cord was probably wrapped around the little guy. We then began prepping for a c- section.
At 7:11pm, 24 hours after being admitted to the hospital, I heard the cries of my little man. The worst part about having a c-section is not being able to hold your baby for an hour after he arrives. After the hour was up, they brought me to my perfect little guy. He was 7 lbs 14 oz and 22 inches long. For a newborn, he was pretty alert that night. Thus began the first night of parenthood.
Now after being a full fledged parent for 2 weeks, I have to say that I love it. However, I am so sad that I have to go back to work in a few weeks. That also means I am super jealous of A for getting to be daycare when I go back to work.
One thing I didn't expect was to feel guilty about not holding D 24/7. For instance, right now, I put him in his swing and I feel guilty that I am not holding him and rocking him. Even though I have held him for 5 hours today. I feel like not cuddling with him is wasted time, but then again, I know tht I need to be more productive than I have been and that means that I can't cuddle with him 24/7.
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