It's been a LOOOOOOONG time since I've updated my blog.
I've had a good reason. I promise I did!
This little Love Bug is Xander. He was born on September 19, 2012 at 12:49 pm. He's such a good baby!! So chill (unless he's hungry - then he could wake the dead) and so easy going...
I was only able to stay home with him for 6 1/2 weeks. That sucked hardcore. I'm lucky that my girlfriend is watching him though and I didn't have to put him in a daycare situation. She loves on him like he's her own and for that I'm extremely grateful.
His due date was the 21st but I talked my OB into inducing me early. By week 38 I was SO over being pregnant. I couldn't breathe because I had a foot, or a heal, or an elbow in my ribs. I couldn't sleep because I couldn't get comfortable. I couldn't eat because I would get heartburn just looking at food. All in all I was miserable. At this time I had already begun to dilate and all that junk. My OB said that if I could get to week 39 they'd discuss inducing.
My next appointment was Tuesday the 18th. I had made it to week 39, I was still miserable, and I had dilated even more (nearly 4 cm. FYI - 10 cm is fully dilated and ready to push) and my OB said that she'd set up the induction for the next morning, BUT that she'd be very surprised if I didn't go into labor on my own that night.
I didn't go into labor on my own, we went to the hospital the next morning, I got hooked up to IV fluids, I got the Pitocin to start labor, got my epidural, Dr broke my water and 40 minutes after that Xander was born.
With the exception of maybe the last 30 minutes of my labor it was so damn easy I'm surprised as HELL. It helps that I was nearly half way there by the time I got to the hospital. For the last month I was having Braxton Hicks contractions which got stronger and stronger every day but never got to the point where I was "uncomfortable" or couldn't talk through them. They say that you can't talk through true labor contractions. I call bullshit on that. My Dr. told me at the last appointment that I was having true contractions but they just weren't consistent enough to bring on active labor.
The last 30 minutes of my labor I honestly thought something had gone wrong with my insides. With every contraction it felt like a 16 lb bowling ball was trying to push out of my ass at the base of my tailbone. The Epidural, which made everything below my chest completely numb, decided to bypass my butt. That was the only location of my lower body that I could feel. So of course that's where all the labor pressure was located.
But he's here and he's perfect in every way. I love that kid so much it's crazy. The girls have adjusted pretty well to him. He's been a great birth control device for Lianna. She doesn't even want kids now! She loves Xander but if he's crabby or fussy she wants nothing to do with him. Kiley on the other hand... She can't keep her hands off him. If she could breastfeed him I think she would. She's been a big help though. When I'm stressed because he's fussy and won't calm down she takes him and he goes right to sleep. When I need to get something done (laundry, dishes, BATHROOM!) she'll amuse him until I get finished. She's really been good.
The dogs on the other hand - I'm about to put them up for sale. We knew they were going to have some issues with the baby coming, and luckily they haven't had any negative acts towards Xander, but they've taken to destroying my kitchen when we're gone. NO food can be left out. Not even formula is safe. Apparently neither are paper towels, plastic cups, zip lock bags, dish towels, or the tea pot that's kept on the stove all the time. If anything is left out they tear it up. I can't seem to get them to stop and I'm getting tired of cleaning up their messes. I've tried gating off the kitchen - they jump the counter. Well, one does anyway. The other one's too fat to jump the counter.
