Monday, September 27, 2010

"I Want to Hold Him..."

...is what Madeline tells me about 100 times a day. This about sums up how she feels about her sweet little brother -





She talks to him, sings to him, and tells him about things. The way she looks at him, strokes his hair, calls him buddy, holds his hand and talks in a little sweet voice really melts my heart.

Things are going well. Two is definitely an adjustment. Madeline is so good with him and wants to help, which makes things easier. She does have little melt downs and begs for me to hold her, usually when Charlie's crying or I'm trying to feed him. My day seems to go by so quickly just trying to meet the needs of these two.

At three weeks, Charlie weighs 9 lbs 7 ounces (55%) and is 21 1/4 inches (50%) - Very different from petite little Madeline. I wonder how long it will be before he catches up to her.

I just love Charlie's hair, especially right after a bath:


Since I was on bed rest for so long, I'm feeling anxious to get out and enjoy things. But I'm holding out just a few more weeks to avoid the germs. Maybe I should enjoy my time at home because reality might set in when I'm out and about with TWO kids! Hopefully we can adjust quickly...

Monday, September 13, 2010

Week One

(No Charlie does not have a tail - it's his bili belt that he gets to take off tomorrow. Hooray!)

Honestly, I have been pleasantly surprised with this new event in our lives. The delivery was great and the recovery hasn't been that bad at all. Matt and I had to laugh that the first time around, having a newborn seemed hard and stressful, but this time, the newborn is easy. It's the toddler that's high maintenance!

As you can see, though, Madeline has initiated Charlie into her circle of friends. She has already told him her favorite stories including Cinderella, Snow White, and Sleeping Beauty. (Poor guy, he's going to be very knowledgable about princesses and all things girl.) She really loves him and is a really big help, especially since Charlie has been plugged in at all times with this bili light belt. Here are some funny things she's done lately:

-She begs to help Matt with the dishes. And she's actually really helpful at using the brush and scraping the food off and then handing them to Matt to put in the dishwasher.
-I never have to empty the lint tray in the dryer. At random times during the day, when she passes it, she cleans out the lint and throws it away.
-It might have been a problem that we didn't decide on a name until the very end. Madeline still calls him Baby Weed. Sometimes she catches herself and stops and thinks before getting it right.
-She's obsessed with poopy diapers. Many times a day she asks if Charlie's diapers are poopy (which they usually are) just so she can help me change them. She also thinks anything dirty - his umbilical cord, mud, specks on the floor, etc are poop. :)
-As she's playing, she'll stop a minute and admire charlie, stroke his hair and say, "you're so cute, sweetie"
-If she's nearby when Charlie blasts his pants, she'll say "Excuse you" without even looking up from what she's doing.
-Speaking of diapers, Charlie hates to have his diaper changed and he usually cries during it. Madeline will hold his hand and say, "we're almost done buddy. it's ok. almost done"
-Her new phrase of choice is "That's amazing!"

Once, while I was feeding Charlie, she asked for a snack. I told her when I was finished feeding Charlie I would go get her one. I guess she got tired of waiting because soon I heard her in our bedroom telling Matt, "Daddy, go hold Charlie so Mommy can get me a snack"

Charlie is a sweet little guy. It's funny how different a first and second child are. I think I held Madeline every second I could and we catered to her every need. Charlie sleeps through Madeline's tantrums, doesn't mind her poking him, and seems to go with the flow. Tonight I was trying to get dinner on while he was crying and he must have given up on me because he comforted himself and went to sleep.

So far so good. I just keep looking at that precious little face and am so grateful for my little family.


Friday, September 10, 2010

Little Glo-Worm

Remember these?












Well we've got a cute little one, too:



Charlie had a doctor's appointment today and his bilirubin levels were a little high. So as a precaution, he gets to do some light phototherapy. They have a great service where the nurse comes to your home, lends you the equipment and checks in daily to monitor him. He gets to wear this cool "bili belt" instead of having to lay under the lights. This seems much more convenient and hasn't really interrupted much of our routine (except that he's plugged in for 24 hours straight so we can't move very far away from an outlet!) Hopefully he won't have to wear it long. I'm always so grateful, though, for cautious doctors and modern medicine and technology. I mean, how cool is it that his belly gets to glow blue! :) Madeline is a little confused by it and keeps telling me Baby Charlie doesn't like it.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Happy Birth Day, Charlie.

He's here! He's really here!

I went to my 38 week appointment on Tuesday. My doctor checked me and said "OK, you're dilated to a 6. If your water breaks, you're going to have a baby on the floor. Why don't you head over to Labor and Delivery and I'll break your water." That was exactly what I wanted to hear. I have been dilated and carrying that little guy so low for quite a few weeks!

How nice that Matt was working in an office the floor above my dr's office. We met in the lobby and walked over to the hospital. They checked me in at about 12:30 pm, gave me an epidural, and my doctor came over and broke my water. He came back in an hour and I was completely ready to go. They set everything up. And about 20 minutes later, our little baby boy weed was born! (My doctor was right. Once he broke my water, it didn't take long! Thank goodness it didn't happen on it's own..)

It was such a different experience than with Madeline. It all happened so fast and I really didn't feel any pain. He was turned the right way. When they laid him on me right after he was born, I couldn't believe I had just had a baby! I feel blessed that his delivery was so easy for me. Now on to the recovery... :)

Charles Matthew Weed (Charlie) was born on September 7, 2010 at 2:42 pm. He was 8 lbs, 4 oz and 21 inches long.
We love his sun-kissed, thick, wavy hair. He loves to be swaddled and held close. He got really upset when the nurses would unswaddle him and poke and prod him. He would cry really hard and turn beet red. He is a good nurser and is pretty content so far. Madeline only saw him for a little bit. She wanted to share her baby doll with him and kept saying she wanted to take "Baby Chawlie home." She'll be home tomorrow and then real life will begin :)

We're so grateful for our little Charlie. It's strange to have two car seats in the car and to say we're a family of four. We feel really blessed to have this little miracle in our lives.






Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Just Kidding...

Last night around 1:00 I had been having pretty intense lower back pain, so Matt and I went to the hospital. I was happy that I was actually right - my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart. (what a relief to go in and be right) :) The nurse seemed pretty confident she would be admitting me. She monitored me and made me walk around the hospital for an hour to see if we could get things moving. That hour wasn't too bad. We went to the cafeteria where Matt got free food and then went up to the ICU where he visited with some friends. I was definitely uncomfortable having to walk around during contractions, but I was excited.

My hour was up - NO CHANGE! She called my doctor (poor guy and his wife - do they ever get used to middle of the night phone calls?) and he said to have me walk around for another hour. Now this is torture. Still having pretty decent contractions every few minutes. I sent Matt to bed, while I walked around (as fast as I could) passed the same nurses about a hundred times. I was in a lot of pain at this point. I wonder how many miles I put in?

My hour was up - HARDLY ANY CHANGE! When she checked me, I had a contraction and she said my bag of waters was really firm and was taking the pressure of the contractions instead of the cervix - hence the little change in dilation. She said, I think your water is going to have to break for anything to happen here.

So I got sent home. Sacred Heart is pretty conservative I think. They said they can't help labor along at all unless you're 39 weeks. I suppose it's not the right time for Baby Weed to come, but I'm trying to imagine myself with regular, uncomfortable contractions for two weeks. How will I sleep? How will I take care of Madeline and Matt? If my water does break, it's going to be fast and I'm bracing myself for the reality that there probably won't be time for an epidural.

I guess pregnancy keeps you humble as everything is out of your control. I'm glad everyone is healthy and that the end is sight. Just wish us luck...