1 Month Old

Well. My bebe is one month old. *sigh* It feels like forever and yet a blink of an eye all at the same time. More so a blink of an eye. Seems like yesterday we took him home from the hospital. Glad to say that we seem to have passed the first month with flying colours.... or he's still alive at least.

Milestones this month include (in no particular order) first everything haha, being born, rolling over front to back (D saw I swear it wasn't a fluke), getting snipped, breaking the 10 lb mark, first smile, taking a bottle, being babysat and of course being the best and cutest little boy day in and day out. He can also now focus on whoever is in front of him and follow them with his eyes. He "passed" his hearing test too whatever that means.

He definitely doesn't like being hungry, pretty much the only time he cries is when he wakes up and wants food NOW. Doesn't like mom to eat dairy or chocolate (jerk). Not a huge fan of being burped and would rather swallow his own vomit then spit it out-unless its on me or clean clothes. 

He likes (LOOOOOOVES) his daddy and is pretty much happiest when chilling out with dad. He likes his swing and baths and walks and eating. All. The. Time. I am lucky to go three hours without feeding. usually every hour and a half to two hours. No wonder he weighs so much. He LOVES gripe water too. He likes his massages and sitting facing you or the outside world so he can see whats up. 

to be continued.... someones hungry!

May Resolutions

I. Will. Blog. Thats all.


So. I started this so bebe spike would have a good record to look back on and I have been terriblllllle!

However, a few side notes first.

1) My bebe got circumcised last Friday. On that day he also took his forst bottle (of bm) like a champ AND outgrew his first onesie. Needless to say there were quite a few tears shed and D thought I was crazy.

2) Last saturday I went out for the first time and left Spike with his grandma. Again, tears (although I held them in so I didn't mess up my makeup) and again, D thought I was crazy. I got to taste redbull for the first time in over 9 months (and vodka). I made it over 4 hours before I had to rush home to get him because I missed him (and my boobs were going to explode)

3) I love being a mom. I knew that this was what I wanted but I didn't realize just how much it would make me happy and content day to day. And although we have a fantastic bebe I love sleep. And alone time. And long showers. I never thought I would be so happy never getting more then 3 hours (maximum, usually more like two) at a time, never being alone and defintely not getting enough time to shower often enough.

Jackson Kenneth Edwin Parsons

So my contractions started around 10:30 pm on April 2nd. No biggie, didn't think anyting of it I had been having Braxton Hicks for weeks (months really) the only difference was that these actually hurt. I decided to ignore them and go see Danielle and take some pictures politely suggesting you get out as you were 6 days overdue. We took some pictures, had some tea, laughed at miss H and then I headed home. I rolled around on the couch and birthing ball and moaned in pain on the couch. Headed to the hospital around 1 am just to check everything out and it wasn't active labour and I had a non stress test booked for 8:30 the next morning so back home I went. I dozed a bit from 3-5am and then dad headed to work. I showered and bathed and had another bath because that just made it better.

 I finished packing my bag and everything I would need *just in case* and put it in the car and headed to the hospital. They hooked everything up at the hospital and were a little worried because your heart rate was pretty steady at 150. No variability. They told me that you were coming today one way or another. So.  Dad came to hang out around 9 am and they started the oxytocin. Contractions were still every  3 minutes just like they had been since 10:30 the night before. I called Danielle and she came because it was FINALLY time to meet you soon :)

Everything was ok pain wise (tolerable, not actually ok haha) but things weren't progressing quickly enough so they decided to break my water. It wasn't clear and your mom had a mini meltdown because she was worried about you. However, about 30 seconds later the pain kicked in. And I begged for an epidural (good thing I did't write a birth plan, since this was the complete opposite of the drug free birth I wanted for you). I got a spinal while waiting for my epidural and it was wonderful and I got to doze for about 20 minutes. Epidural went in and I swear that damn thing didn't work properly. Two spinals later it was 6 pm and I was only at 6 cm. Time to start asking for a c section since you clearly weren't coming out any other way.

Dr. DuPleussy came in around 6:45 and he checked and I was 10. TIME TO PUSH :) He went to get Dr Du Toit and by the time he got back it was around 7:15 and the pushing started. I must say it was such a relief to know you were FINALLLLLLY coming out to meet us! The pushing process was long according to the dr but I took it slow (no tearing was the object of the game) and lots of jokes were made. Then at 7:43 there you were. The most perfect little boy ever.  Exactly one week late, 7lbs 13 oz and 18 inches long. 10 fingers and 10 toes and a full head of hair. 

It's funny everyone says that when you see your baby you just fall in love and forget all the pain and ailments and joys of pregnancy and labour. And it's true. I saw you laying there and I was happier then I have ever been in my entire life and all I wanted to do was love you and protect you and hold you and just be the best mom ever. I forgot about all the heartburn and the five trips a night to the bathroom. I forgot about all the pain and difficulty and just fell even more in love.

Before they broke my water and I thought I would die.

Dad assuring me that I wasn't going to die and I could do this.

Love at first sight.

First family picture

You fed within the first five minutes and Dr Du Toit says your heartbeat was just right

Dad's first time holding you

Cheeky little guy 

Feet <3

Welcome to our family Jax. We love you and are so very happy you're here xoxo

Watch Me Grow! 21-41 weeks!

Look how damn cute my elephetus is!

21 Weeks 

                                                                         23 weeks

26 weeks

Mom & Dad- 28 weeks at Chilly Lake

30 weeks!

32 weeks!

35 weeks!

36 weeks

37 weeks!

38 weeks!

39.5 weeks!

40.5 weeks- the dr said it was fine!

41 weeks-the last picture before heading to the hospital!

And then You were born and I forgot about all my pregnancy aches, pains and complaints <3 

Things I Miss Whilst Being Preggo

In no particular order.......

Sugar Free Red Bull...... big can, ice cold with a straw

Vodka- namely absolut peach, straight on ice, also with a straw with a sf red bull in the other hand

Cigarettes- yes, I know, not a great thing to say but very true

My toes- being able to look down and see them

Having an innie belly button- on the same note, both my belly button piercings

Non pregnant sex- the hot sweaty awesome kind where you dont worry about poking your kids eye out

Wine- red wine, big HUUUUUGE glasses of it

HOT baths- with wine *sigh*

Sleeping thru the night- aka not  waking up and peeing 7356763458790845 times

Laying on my stomach- not that I thought I did it a lot before but I sure miss it now

Not thinking about ANYTHING- I know this wont go away when I am no longer preggo, I am now a parent and worrying is my new middle name. But I miss just thinking/worrying about nothing

I am sure there is more and I may add to this but for now, off the top of my head this is what came out. Sigh.......

Forgive me Father, For I Have Sinned, It's Been ALmost 5 MONTHS Since my Last Blog....

So- I havent blogged in FOREVER, and seeing as I havent been working in that time there really is no excuse-but i will give you one anyways :) Life has changed. Drastically. Done a 180. And I am not super superstitious but I didnt want to talk about it for a while. Now, things have been settled for a while so I think its time to start up blogging again.

I am currently FOUR days overdue- FOUUUUUURRRRRRRRR. Just for all of you out there who have not been pregnant. 4 days overdue is pretty much the equivalent of four weeks. Ugh. And its really not even the pregnancy that is so bad. As a matter of fact the last week and a bit of pregnancy have been nicer then the month or so before that. Nope, the worst part is the people. There are probably 5 or so people that I actually enjoy talking to on a regular basis. Maybe a couple more. But everyone else can EFF OFF. The things that people have the audacity to say to me. I know that they probably mean well but honestly. Shut your mouth. I dont need to be told to be patient. I dont need to be told that its getting sooner. Logistically thats one of the stupidest most obvious things you could say. I dont need to be told that he will come when he is ready. Actually, he could come on his own to a certain time and then we are forcing him out. SO-no, he will come out by a medically pre determined date. Thanks tho. I also dont want to hear about what your friend, mom, sister or whoever did to induce labour that "works every time". In fact, I may just dedicate a whole separate post to my methods of induction I have tried.

So- this is just a quick post to welcome myself back, make sure it still works and remind myself how it is done. I am going to go thru all my electronic devices and try and compile a list of notes and pictures to catch up on all the drs visits and such that I have missed so you, my dear little Spike, will have an excellent record of how youve been doing :)