We welcomed our son, Dax, into the world on May 22...and not a moment too soon! This lady was getting pretty sick of being pregnant and more importantly, getting pretty sick of looking like the Marshmallow Man. The swelling was just getting ridiculous.
As it did with Evie, my water broke to get the show on the road. Unlike with Evie, he was born less than 12 hours later, whew! He came out crying, but has been doing pretty good at controlling those vocal cords since then!
Here were his stats at birth:
Weight: 7lbs 4oz
Length: 17.75"
He is not nearly that short, however. At his appointment in the pediatrician's office 4 days later, he was remeasured and came in at 19". Apparently measuring a curled up, screaming baby by yourself is not that easy...and that's how it's done in the hospital. In the office the nurse has the parent's help.
Since then, he has gained 4oz. He knows how to eat!
He's doing great and is a pretty good baby, so far. My only complaint is he really wants to be held at night. And while I love holding him, sleeping in a chair for 2 hour increments isn't really my cup of tea. He's getting slightly better at staying asleep in his crib though, so I know it will be short-lived...as all phases with newborns are.
I have to say, I am loving having a baby in the house again. Don't get me wrong, this will be the last baby in this house since they don't stay babies and become a lot more work, but it's sure fun! I am much more relaxed this time around. I'm sure most people feel this way, but I'm surprised at how easy this transition to two kids has been for me. It's like he has been with us for months already.
The transition for Evie has been a little more difficult. If I'm not feeding him, she's great. She's sweet (for an 18 month old), she's interested and she's pretty normal. As soon as I start feeding him, it's like a switch is flipped and she turns into Chucky. Her aggression is directed at me, thank God, but it's still extremely frustrating. I completely understand why she's acting out, what I don't understand is what to do about it. Where did I put that manual she came with.... As I write this though, I am thinking back to today when she was actually really good when I was feeding him. I know that this too is just a phase, but I prefer this one to end immediately as a newborn with bruises is not a good thing. Evie's behavior has absolutely been the most difficult aspect of this transition to a family of four.
Here are a few pictures of our new and improved family of four:
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A picture where both Dax and I are cleaned up! |
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Big sis meets little bro |
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Going home day |
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The new family of four. |
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One week old |
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Darin was making the bed and she hopped right in! "Ni-ni!" |
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I think she looks like me, but when she smiles like this, I see so much of Darin. Which is weird, because he's not known for his huge smiles...! Love you! |
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Yogurt is good for the hair, right? |
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"Oh no, baby!" As soon as he starts crying that's what she says. Pretty funny and cute! |
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This is her cooperating for a picture of the front of her shirt... |
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A little bath before hitting the town for Evie's Toddler Sense class! He loves his baths. Really hasn't cried at all. |
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Two weeks old and 18.5 months |
How could I not love being these cute kids' mom?!?