Holy crap, where to start, right? I finally feel like I can take a deep breath and maybe – just maybe – get my normal life back. Well, normal life +1.
In the last few weeks we’ve had Christmas, a birthday, and of course, little baby Ruby! I have so much to tell you I just might vomit all over this computer. Needless to say, the next few days are going to be full of news, pictures, stories, feelings, and even more pictures. I warn you, though, I just had a baby – I could break into tears and have a complete emotional breakdown at any moment. If this should happen, don’t panic, just send chocolate. Lots of it.
Our little girl was born Thursday, December 30th, at 8:04am via C-Section. Not my birthing method of choice, but the safest one for little Ruby as she was breech due to my bicornuate uterus. Good thing we decided to go ahead with the C-Section, she was a tough little gem to remove as her head was stuck way up in my right horn. Scott said he couldn’t believe how long they held her by the feet up in the air while trying to remove her head! Apparently she made them work for it. If you are unfamiliar with this condition, see my article on having a bircornuate uterus in pregnancy here.
She weiged 7lbs 9oz at birth and measured 19 1/2 inches long. Aside from the Jaundice, she is a perfectly healthy little girl. All three of my babies ended up having Jaundice, Hunter is the only one that had to be treated.
We ended up staying in the hospital until Saturday, a typical length of stay for a C-Section patient. The recovery from the C-Section has been much more challenging for me than the vaginal births were. I was up and around the next day after my first two children were born, this time I am only now able to be up and around without experiencing a great deal of pain. The evenings are difficult after a day of moving, my whole belly feels like one giant bruise. I can’t wait to be pain free and completely back to normal! You know, aside from the bowl full of jelly that sits where my stomach once was.
Hunter and Sophie are doing great, we are trying like hell to get them back into their normal routine. Hunter of course knew what was coming, Sophie on the other hand is struggling with some jealousy. She is mommy’s little girl (daddy’s little girl in progress if you ask daddy!) and doesn’t like this new idea of sharing me. Also, her idea of being helpful is pretty much everything but!
I have only begun to see the challenges ahead. Daddy was gone for a couple of hours this morning and it took me almost that entire time to try and take a shower. Not until he returned was I finally able to jump in. Two tired babies who refused to sleep = one tired and showerless mommy. Scott goes to work on Monday, so I’ve got one more day to figure out this juggling act on my own.
Cheers to new baby! Boo for having to face reality and start losing all of that baby/peanut butter weight!
PS: Notice that first pic? The one with me right after I had a baby looking like I got ran over by a dump truck? Yeah – who loves you?
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