Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Baby Wyatt

Wyatt was born on Tues, Sept 12 at 5:46 p.m. My labor was induced due to high blood pressure. I was sent to the hospital on Monday at 1 o'clock. The pitocin was started but had only brought on dialation to 2 or 3 cms after 4 or 5 hours. The next step at around 7 p.m. was to stop the pitocin and at 9 p.m. insert a cervical ripener. The next morning my water broke on it's own. At 9 a.m. the pitocin was restarted. I was ready to start pushing at around 3 p.m. Wyatt was born at 5:46 p.m. What a beautiful miracle he is!!! He was 8 lbs 5 oz and 20 inches long. He has a head full of black hair. Just like me when I was born! When I was born my doctor called me a hippie baby...that's exactly what Wyatt looks like! Other than that he is the absolute spitting image of his daddy. I tell Ax that Wyatt is his "mini me". And since I haven't been able to stay away from bottles of hair dye for several years, the black hair really makes him look like Ax. It's adorable!

It's true what they say about the sleep thing. Man, it can be rough. But I am coping. Especially with the nursing business. Makes me feel reeeeeeaaaalllly tied down. And up until today I've had some serious hormonal craziness. Happy as a clam one minute and crying over nothing the next. At first I was really worried about what Wyatt was eating. Friday we took him for his first pediatrician's visit. He lost a pound. Yikes. With breast feeding you obviously can't see what's going in and he went a day with no dirty diapers. I was freaked out. Well it turned out to be unnecessary to worry. He was waiting until the middle of the night to load up one right after the other! But that's okay. I'll take it. So long as he's healthy, what the heck does anything else matter?! Thank God that Wyatt is healty. Except for his little feet. And they aren't that bad. They are turned in just a little. We'll be visiting the bone specialist this Thursday. Everyone at the hospital and his pediatrician all reassure us that it's completely correctable. It's just scary. Very scary. The doctor said it's just all due to the way he was situatated inside my belly. I wish with all my heart that he'd have stretched out and stuck them directly into my rib cage if it would've avoided his feet being turned in. But I know it will be okay. It has to be. Special little boots or casts have been mentioned. That's fine. So long as no one says surgery. I would flip out entirely.
He is so sweet and beautiful. I am in love.

Obviously I will be a little more busy than usual from here on out so the posts may be sporatic or non exisitant for a while. I'm sure you all understand.

4 Comments:

Blogger the fool said...

Congrats! And thanks for letting me relive the joy vicariously through your posts!

8:01 AM  
Blogger Liz said...

AWWWWW! Congratulations! I was thinking that if you were 38 weeks at the last post you were probably a mommy by now! So very happy for you! Keep us posted as much as you can! (And put up a picture of your new little pride and joy if you are so inclined! We'd love to see him!)

11:06 AM  
Blogger Corinne said...

WOW!!!! Congratulations!!!! Hadn't heard anything in a few days and was beginning to wonder!! :) So glad your little man is healthy and here!!! Enjoy every moment because they grow up SOOOO fast.

12:17 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

Yea!!! I am so happy for you!

I understand about the posts :)You have a whole new job now!

7:47 AM  

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