There's one thing for certain, I'm a HUGE fan of holidays, PJ's and outfits. Wyatt is a good sport and let's me enjoy this way too much. Jason gripes a little, but knows there will be no stopping my love affair with the holidays!
Remember when we visited the pumpkin patch a couple weeks ago, complete with the monogrammed frankenstein shirt. We picked up a Pumpkin to attend a friend's pumpkin carving party. It was so much fun! Wyatt wore his Halloween Jammies for the occasion and what better way to share than joining in the Halloween PJ Party Link up
This weekend was by far our most adventurous since Wyatt's been here. On Friday, the minute work was we headed out to Jacksonville to see Garth Brooks in concert. Jason's sister was so kind to watch Wyatt for us (and text us a picture almost every hour or so).
Our seats for this concert were AMAZING. When tickets went on sale, I tried so hard to get decent tickets and we wound up with okay ones for the concert on October 10th. About an hour after we purchased them, I was talking with a friend and she mentioned he opened up 3 more dates. I quickly tried for October 17th and within seconds Ticketmaster offered me tickets in the 9th row. Thank you, Ticketmaster..I'll take 'em. The seats were dead center, so we had a fantastic view of the whole stage.
Which was especially delightful when Garth broke out "Friends in Low Places"
After the concert, we drove the 2 hours home. Which actually ended up taking us almost 3 hours, since it took forever to get out of the parking garage and I missed the interstate FOUR times. Unfortunately, that's not an exaggeration.
We were slow to get moving on Saturday and Wyatt wasn't hating the slow life. After breakfast (for him), we took a small nap on the couch and then headed out to enjoy the slightly cooler weather. We visited a local pumpkin patch so I could get some pictures
...and pick up a pumpkin for Steph's carving party!
On Sunday, we headed over to my mom's house in New Smyrna Beach so Wyatt could meet Uncle John-John. We were just too happy that he's home and we forgot to take a single picture. Next time!
I haven't done this linkup in a while, so I figured today being my last full day on Maternity leave, would be a great week of reflection.
You already know the first one is about Wyatt. I can't believe that he's over a month old and how much he's GROWN in that month.
Month old Picture:
I'm excited this weekend is packed with things to do, I've been cooped up in this house for far too long. Tonight I'm going to a Stella and Dot party...at first, I'm not going to lie, I didn't want to go in the least. I have nothing that fits me, I feel frumpy and the whole feed/pump every 2 to 3 hrs thing has me on a tight leash from home. Jason begged me to go and I finally gave in.
Tomorrow we're going to visit my cousins in town from AZ and Sunday we're going to a work picnic for my MIL. Family, Fun and outside - three things I'm craving!
Speaking of nothing that fits me...I need some new clothes ASAP. Luckily we're coming into fall so I'm able to buy a few new pieces. I FINALLY purchased the blanket scarf - Jason thought I was legit crazy when I pulled it out....side note, does ANYONE know how to tie the dang thing?
As I mentioned, my full Maternity Leave is coming to an end on Monday. Cue tears!
I'll still be working from home for 4 weeks, but gone are the days of lounging on the couch with a sleeping baby on my chest all day errr day. Wyatt and I have been doing our "dress rehearsals" this week, aka getting on a schedule and sticking to it...So far so good, he is napping like a pro. And Me? Well...I've been using his nap times for productivity vs gossip tv. I think we can totally do this!
Last but not least, you guys...NEXT WEEK, We'll be fulfilling a bucket list item and seeing this gentleman from the 9th row
Throughout my pregnancy there were talks of C-section, Wyatt was measuring in the 90th percentile and my doctor just advised me that our safest route might be C-section. We kept our options open, but decided to have a ultrasound at 38 weeks (August 29th) to check on his size before making a decision.
That week I came down with a cold. Nothing too crazy, but enough to keep me up at night and away from work. We went into our 38th week appointment in the mindset that if he was measuring over 8 1/2 lbs, we would go C-section. Figuring my doctor likes to schedule them on the 39th week, we were thinking we would have a baby somewhere around September 10th if we went that route.
During the ultrasound it was discovered that my fluids were low (presumably from that stupid cold) and Wyatt was measuring 9.13 lbs....well above our deciding factor number. This was a friday before Labor day weekend and my doctor didn't want to take anything lightly. Her plan...We'd go to the hospital the following day for another fluid check, if was low again we would have Wyatt right then and there (this is about the point I stopped listening and started freaking out), if Fluids were staying put we would go in for our C-section the following Wednesday. OH.MY.WORD.
It's crazy to me that you plan for the delivery for 10 months, but somehow you're still so unprepared when it happens. Saturday morning, Jason and I headed into the Hospital for a fluid check. Much to our delight, everything was okay. Which meant one thing, Wednesday September 3rd was our day!
On Wednesday we had to be at the hospital at 11am, I was instructed to fast (no food or water) for 12 hrs prior. We went in, they hooked me up to a few monitors and then Wyatt up to a fetal monitor. Everything was still looking great. Apparently I was having fairly strong contractions about 3 minutes apart, the doctor was shocked that I wasn't feeling them. After about 45 minutes, the Anesthesiologist came in to go over his portion and get me hooked up to a epidural catheter. He first gave me a numbing shot and then the epidural. Pretty pain free.
It took about another 30-45 minutes for the medicine to completely kick in. I couldn't feel anything from my rib cage down to my toes. Once it was all set-up, they wheeled us into an OR. This was right around 1:50pm.
Jason was on my left side and a lovely nurse with the most calming voice was on my right, she was letting me know what was going on the whole time.
Wyatt was born at 2:02pm, Weighing 10.2 lbs and measuring 21 inches long.
As soon as they took him out, they brought Jason to watch him being cleaned off and measured. This is also the point that Jason's and I's marriage got real (as in he saw my intestines, poor guy!)After Wyatt was weighed, they brought him over to me and I was able to hold him for a bit.
They wheeled him out with Jason to head on over to the Recovery room while they finished me up. Jason was able to swing by and introduce Wyatt to his Mimi, Grandma and Aunt.
We were in Recovery room for about 2 hours, I was able to do skin to skin with Wyatt pretty much the whole time. As soon as I regained feeling in my legs they moved us up to our room. Our stay at Winnie Palmer was wonderful (except for one minor glitch during a shift change).
Since we've been home Wyatt, Jason, Bailey and I have been figuring out this whole new life. Teamwork takes on a whole new meaning with a child. Jason and I are now able to function off 5 hours of sleep, Bailey has learned to be gentle and he's so protective...and Wyatt, well he's doing a good job at letting us know what he needs. He's sleeping in our room in his Rock N' Play for the time-being - Jason and I need to make the big transition to his room/his crib soon. (#icant)
He'll be a month old on Friday and I feel like we need a big celebration to mark making it the first month.