For some reasons his hospital pic never made it online, I'm not sure why - but here it is. Is he adorable or what?
Tuesday
"The first 2 weeks are the hardest"
When does the clock start on these 2 weeks, from birth or when you actually take possession?
We are sleep deprived, I'm sick of crying, my boobs are sore, and God love him he's still a perfect little angel (even screaming his head off at 3 in the morning).
My parents got us a bassinet yesterday in the hopes of us both being able to sleep in bed with him close by. He slept on my chest in the recliner. He's content on me but as soon as I move him it's all over.
The binky is wonderful, until it leaves his mouth, then it's a problem. He wants to be changed, but hates being naked. It takes more than a half an hour after he eats for the gas to move through. We had our first poop blow out last night - 2 outfits down.
I'm rambling . . . we actually have to leave the house today - third time since we've had him home (Friday). I like seeing the outside world and since I can't drive maybe I'll be able to sleep in the car.
Here's my questions -
When do you let them scream it out? For how long? Even when they go from zero to 100 right away?
How do you lay them down after they are asleep on you?
How do you use the bassinet, are they just supposed to sleep in it next to you? Do I need to get him use to it first?
Does it really get easier? Do you promise?
We are sleep deprived, I'm sick of crying, my boobs are sore, and God love him he's still a perfect little angel (even screaming his head off at 3 in the morning).
My parents got us a bassinet yesterday in the hopes of us both being able to sleep in bed with him close by. He slept on my chest in the recliner. He's content on me but as soon as I move him it's all over.
The binky is wonderful, until it leaves his mouth, then it's a problem. He wants to be changed, but hates being naked. It takes more than a half an hour after he eats for the gas to move through. We had our first poop blow out last night - 2 outfits down.
I'm rambling . . . we actually have to leave the house today - third time since we've had him home (Friday). I like seeing the outside world and since I can't drive maybe I'll be able to sleep in the car.
Here's my questions -
When do you let them scream it out? For how long? Even when they go from zero to 100 right away?
How do you lay them down after they are asleep on you?
How do you use the bassinet, are they just supposed to sleep in it next to you? Do I need to get him use to it first?
Does it really get easier? Do you promise?
Wednesday
Tired, sore, brain dead . . . so worth it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/catsmine/collections/
Today was a little rough - the good meds have worn off, he was up all night and not eating well during the day. Then tonight he was eating well (as in for 3 hours straight) but not giving us the output. I think it's a clear sign you're a parent that you get excited when the nurse shows you a wet diaper through the nursery window!
He's a little jaundice, but well below levels of concern for being almost 3 days old. All in all we still think he's perfect. Speaking of perfect, he's sleeping now - which means I should be too.
Today was a little rough - the good meds have worn off, he was up all night and not eating well during the day. Then tonight he was eating well (as in for 3 hours straight) but not giving us the output. I think it's a clear sign you're a parent that you get excited when the nurse shows you a wet diaper through the nursery window!
He's a little jaundice, but well below levels of concern for being almost 3 days old. All in all we still think he's perfect. Speaking of perfect, he's sleeping now - which means I should be too.
Monday
Okay, we'll keep him
Wouldn't you?
Introducing Justin Thomas Schmidt "JT"
9 pds 4 oz
21.25 inches long
11/26/07
9:39 AM
More pics here with a ton more to come
Jim says "Wow, it's a life changing experience. When he's yours you aren't worried about holding, it comes natural." (He has not stopped beaming)
A giant welcome to parenthood
I've been tossing and turning all night anyway, but at about 4 Jim also got up. Here's where I have to go back a little. We have a giant size bed - two box springs and a mattress so it's pretty high up. Before we re-did the room we had a chest at the bottom of the bed so the dogs were able to jump up easily. But we moved the chest, so recently only Yogi has been able to jump up on the bed. Daisy would pop her head up now and then, but she couldn't physically make the jump.
Okay flash back to 4:00 this morning. Jim got up to go to the bathroom and Daisy had been popping her head up trying to get up on the bed. Yogi had his time with us yesterday morning, so I asked Jim to lift Daisy up into bed with us. As soon as he did we both heard a weird noise. We listened but couldn't figure out what it was . . . laid back down. Then I smelt something - I smelt pee. We hopped up and turned on the light. Apparently Yogi had gotten jealous and actually lifted his leg on our bed. The duvet, comforter, and carpet - all peed on. Good morning mom and dad.
So now it's 4:20 and I'm awake and blogging. I thought I had at least one more night before this happened.
Okay flash back to 4:00 this morning. Jim got up to go to the bathroom and Daisy had been popping her head up trying to get up on the bed. Yogi had his time with us yesterday morning, so I asked Jim to lift Daisy up into bed with us. As soon as he did we both heard a weird noise. We listened but couldn't figure out what it was . . . laid back down. Then I smelt something - I smelt pee. We hopped up and turned on the light. Apparently Yogi had gotten jealous and actually lifted his leg on our bed. The duvet, comforter, and carpet - all peed on. Good morning mom and dad.
So now it's 4:20 and I'm awake and blogging. I thought I had at least one more night before this happened.
Sunday
T-Minus 20 hours and counting
Last night we stopped at Walgreens to get lights for our Christmas tree - it was after midnight and I happened to check my phone. On my front page calendar it said - Tomorrow C-Section 7AM.
Tomorrow, as in the day after today. Holy crap.
The house is ready, we've received the Ms. Makin seal of approval (it's almost as good as the Good Housekeeping seal).
But just cause the house is ready doesn't mean I am. Anyone who knows me knows that I research the crap out of stuff before making decisions. I've talked to a zillion people, pulled up stories online, probably looked at more than I ever should have . . . still not ready.
Tomorrow, as in the day after today. Holy crap.
The house is ready, we've received the Ms. Makin seal of approval (it's almost as good as the Good Housekeeping seal).
But just cause the house is ready doesn't mean I am. Anyone who knows me knows that I research the crap out of stuff before making decisions. I've talked to a zillion people, pulled up stories online, probably looked at more than I ever should have . . . still not ready.
Friday
This baby is brought to you by the letter P
Jim has been telling everyone that I look like the letter P. I don't see it . . . do you?
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