Wednesday, 18 April 2012

My baby is five

That, to me, makes him no longer a baby.  Here's a slideshow of my baby from birth to now:




Isn't he a doll?

Here's his birth story if you are interested, written when he was about three days old:
Here's a kinda long, kinda short synopsis:

Tuesday 2:00 - Dr. Martino damn near KILLS me with a stretch and sweep! By 5:00, I was having contractions 3-5 mins apart. Nothing strong, but there. At 7:30, we go to the hospital. They put me in a bed in triage and say it will be a couple of hours before anyone sees me...they are SWAMPED. We hang out status quo until about 10:30, when I went in the jacuzzi. Didn't do much and I didn't relax like I did with Middleman, so I get out at 11:00. They check me at about 11:30 and tell me I am 3 cms...LESS than what I was at the doctor!!! They finally, at some point, transferred me to L&D and the contractions were stronger, but still not unbearable. 3:45 am, they check me, I am at 5 cm. They break my water. 5:30, they check me and I am 5-6. going nowhere, but the contractions are pretty intense now. This next part STILL kills me...I took the epidural. Yes, Doula Dawn, the one so afraid of needles, TOOK the devil's potion. Can I tell you that I would do it again in a HEARTBEAT! Holy CRAP epidurals ROCK! 7:30, they check me again and I am 7 cms. Crap. They start me on oxytocin. At some point, I guess around 9:30 am, I am a 9. 10:20, I feel the pressure in my bum that they told me to let them know about. Three contractions with three pushes on each one and Threepeat is born. PRAISE THE LORD!

He was 8 lbs, 8 ozs, 21.25 inches long and his apgars were 9 and 9. He has SUCH black hair and lots of it! I think his eyes may just stay blue!!

He hasn't taken very well to breastfeeding and it turns out that he has jaundice...borderline on whether to put him under the lights. The dr told us to go home and tube feed with breastfeeding every three hours. So, it takes an hour for him to get the 1.5 ounces he needs every three hours, so I am EXHAUSTED. Once my milk comes in, things should be easier though.

I am physically EXHAUSTED, mentally EXHAUSTED and emotionally OVERWHELMED. But in my heart and in the depths of my soul, I am the happiest woman on the earth. Julian has completed our family just as I knew he would. He is our gift from God...our light at the end of the dark tunnel that has been our lives for the past 5 years.

The boys ADORE him but Boy Oneder got very upset last night when Threepeat had a crying spell...it bothers Boy Oneder to see him upset.
That little 8 lb, 8 oz baby is now a 52 lb 5 year old and I couldn't be prouder of him.  He is smart, mature, imaginative and loving.  He is a BUNDLE of energy and never gives us peace.  He knows his A, B, Cs and can count to 30 or more.  He loves Rosie, our dog, Milo, my Mom's dog, PS3 and his "red thing"  <--- a long red show horn that he is attached to like most kids are attached to blankies.  He loves kindergarten and loves daycare too.  His best friend is Daniel and his favourite movie is Spiderman 3. 

Threepeat is the icing that finished our family cake.  He is simply wonderful...and he's mine.  <3

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1 comment:

Lorraine said...

What a doll! Happy Birthday Threepeat!

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