Hi friends,
Daddy Rainmaker is waiting in the car with our bundle of joy while I type a quick post here at the library. Ha, Ha. I have to laugh at that because I didnt know how else to do it without bringing in the baby or we cant keep him at home while I write because Im breastfeeding...
Anyway...All went well. After I typed my last post Wednesday night, the contractions started becoming more intense and regular around 11:00 p.m. Then, when I couldnt stand it anymore, we went to the hospital around midnight.
By the time I got there I was dilated to five and fully effaced. I decided to take some fetanol (Im not sure I have the spelling right) which takes the edge off the contractions. I started with half a dose and then took the other half as things got more intense. Im glad I did because I noticed that I was having some back labor, too, which is indicative of a baby facing the wrong way (sunny side up).
Well, I usually start pushing when I hit eight centimeters. And if baby is facing the right way, the pushing is the easy part. Well, the pushing was not easy. She kept telling me to push harder and harder and she said it with a certain urgency. So, I did the best I could, but I looked at her face and realized that this baby may not be facing the right way. So, into my second round of pushing when the next contraction came...she said push twice as hard as the last one...and then they put the oxygen mask on me because the babys heart rate had dropped. But I pushed again and he came out. Altogether I pushed a total of five minutes to get a sunny side up baby out, which to me is quite miraculous. Baby #4 took 90 minutes to push out because of him facing the wrong way.
I can only imagine that the reason the pushing part went so smoothly, all things considered, was because he wasnt as big as the other babies, I had some pain medication along the way, and perhaps because Im in shape. After the birth, one of the gals who attended the labor said something about me pushing like a rock star? Ha, I think that was a compliment.
Our son weighed 6 pounds 4.4 ounces at birth and is 20 1/2 inches long. He weighs about a pound less on average than our other babies. I asked the doctor if he weighs less because I gained less weight in this pregnancy and they said they didnt think so.
We had an appointment this morning, and already he weighs 6 pounds 6.8 ounces. So, hes gaining weight. And he eats all the time.
Other than being a slender little guy, he is in perfect health, thank God! Hes beautiful. His face didnt get bruised at all from coming out the wrong way, which will sometimes happen.
I have been taking pictures and expect to have my home computer issues resolved by the end of this week if not sooner so that I can post some pictures of the baby.
But I wanted to thank you for keeping an eye on me and the baby and I appreciate all of your words of encouragement.
Everything is going well at home with the new baby. It feels a little strange to not be pregnant after being pregnant for so long. My body is still recovering, and I nap often to try and keep up on my sleep.
Im not sure if Ill be able to post again until my I get my computer at home up and working. But hopefully that will be by Friday.
Oh, so he was born on Thursday, November 4 at 2:50 a.m.
Sincerely,
Sunshine Mama
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Daddy Rainmaker is waiting in the car with our bundle of joy while I type a quick post here at the library. Ha, Ha. I have to laugh at that because I didnt know how else to do it without bringing in the baby or we cant keep him at home while I write because Im breastfeeding...
Anyway...All went well. After I typed my last post Wednesday night, the contractions started becoming more intense and regular around 11:00 p.m. Then, when I couldnt stand it anymore, we went to the hospital around midnight.
By the time I got there I was dilated to five and fully effaced. I decided to take some fetanol (Im not sure I have the spelling right) which takes the edge off the contractions. I started with half a dose and then took the other half as things got more intense. Im glad I did because I noticed that I was having some back labor, too, which is indicative of a baby facing the wrong way (sunny side up).
Well, I usually start pushing when I hit eight centimeters. And if baby is facing the right way, the pushing is the easy part. Well, the pushing was not easy. She kept telling me to push harder and harder and she said it with a certain urgency. So, I did the best I could, but I looked at her face and realized that this baby may not be facing the right way. So, into my second round of pushing when the next contraction came...she said push twice as hard as the last one...and then they put the oxygen mask on me because the babys heart rate had dropped. But I pushed again and he came out. Altogether I pushed a total of five minutes to get a sunny side up baby out, which to me is quite miraculous. Baby #4 took 90 minutes to push out because of him facing the wrong way.
I can only imagine that the reason the pushing part went so smoothly, all things considered, was because he wasnt as big as the other babies, I had some pain medication along the way, and perhaps because Im in shape. After the birth, one of the gals who attended the labor said something about me pushing like a rock star? Ha, I think that was a compliment.
Our son weighed 6 pounds 4.4 ounces at birth and is 20 1/2 inches long. He weighs about a pound less on average than our other babies. I asked the doctor if he weighs less because I gained less weight in this pregnancy and they said they didnt think so.
We had an appointment this morning, and already he weighs 6 pounds 6.8 ounces. So, hes gaining weight. And he eats all the time.
Other than being a slender little guy, he is in perfect health, thank God! Hes beautiful. His face didnt get bruised at all from coming out the wrong way, which will sometimes happen.
I have been taking pictures and expect to have my home computer issues resolved by the end of this week if not sooner so that I can post some pictures of the baby.
But I wanted to thank you for keeping an eye on me and the baby and I appreciate all of your words of encouragement.
Everything is going well at home with the new baby. It feels a little strange to not be pregnant after being pregnant for so long. My body is still recovering, and I nap often to try and keep up on my sleep.
Im not sure if Ill be able to post again until my I get my computer at home up and working. But hopefully that will be by Friday.
Oh, so he was born on Thursday, November 4 at 2:50 a.m.
Sincerely,
Sunshine Mama
You all know how I loves toes?
I weighed him today on our scale... you know since this is a weight loss blog...
But he was so little, he didnt register.
Thats up 6/10 a pound from his birth weight of 6.44.
So, dont let this thumb sucking picture fool you.
See, isnt he cute?
But, no matter, he and his car make a great picture.
What with those beautiful curls...
Who is not looking so lovely with that big frown of his.
I swear the second I put him down...nothing would stop him from crying...
Last week...it was he was sleepy...
This week... he wouldnt stop crying.
So, his bigger brother,
But it just didnt work...
He was inconsolable.
So, then Stavesacre introduced his red car.
No, I think it made him cry harder.
I even wrapped him in his blue blanket that his great aunt made for him.
But that seemed to make him cry harder still.
Then, wait!
Why did he stop crying?
Was it the car on his head?
Nope!
Hearing her brothers cries from afar...
"Its
The sudden attention by his siblings may have just done the trick.
Hes no longer crying.
Wait.
How about a little holding...singing...
See, hes stopped crying.
Add in with that the getting-him-to-look-at-your-finger-as-you-move-it-around-in-front-of-him-
Where did she come up with that idea?