After receiving the news that Crosby would arrive on Thursday, the 22nd, I headed over to get a quick mani-pedi before I left the land of the living for awhile. The next day was a little strange, since we didn't have to arrive at the hospital until 1:45 PM for a 4:00 scheduled c-section. Frank headed to work for a few hours, and I just hung out and waited. After what seemed like an eternity, it was time to head to the hospital. Here's a pic of me on our way:
NOT! This is a picture of me we took in July. Yes, in July. And the only pregnant picture of myself that I took this time around. The day of Crosby's arrival I measured 43 weeks. Given his size, my belly was quite a bit bigger than it is in this picture. In any event, we arrived at the hospital and they started prepping me. Apparently, I was their 9th section that day -- and the 4:00 time is not a normally scheduled OR time. Luckily, my BP was fairly stable and they didn't think a mag drip was necessary. HUGE difference from last time -- I actually remember everything about the delivery (or most things). I remember that they took me back, and then it took Dr. Straughn a little while to make it to the OR -- like 15 minutes, so I just hung out on the table for what felt like an eternity. Things moved fairly quickly once she arrived though! Here's a pic of Frank and me before they started:
Dr. Straughn commented almost immediately that I had a ton of amniotic fluid (which led to the whole measuring big thing) and that he was so high in my pelvis that it was highly unlikely that a regular delivery would've been possible. And then, Crosby was here!
8 pounds, 9 ounces and 21 inches of pure perfection. A beautiful baby boy with blonde hair and stork bites in the same exact spot as Franklin! There are a few differences in my two babies, however -- Franklin shares his name and his body type with Frank. They have the same ears, fingers, legs, ankles and feet. Crosby and I share a name and body type, apparently. He has long, skinny legs, long fingers, actual ankles, and super long, thin feet. Franklin also left the hospital at around 6 pounds, and had not reached his birth weight at our first appointment a week later. Crosby, on the other hand, left the hospital at 8 lbs 2 ounces, and had gained an ounce at his first appointment a week later -- topping out at 8 pounds, 10 ounces. Yesterday, this big boy sported a 3-6 month outfit. His newborn diapers are basically too small, but since I have several packs of them we're still using them. He is also awake a LOT for a newborn, at least from what I remember from Franklin. Crosby will eat, and stay awake for an hour afterwards. There are periods of time where he's been awake for 2 hours or more. I used to have to hold Franklin upright and sing to him, bounce him around, etc. to get him to stay awake for 30 minute periods. Generally, it's nice that he's alert and we see his eyes and can interact with him during the day. At night though, that is not so much fun. Like last night, when he pretty much refused to sleep in stretches longer than 20-30 minutes, all night long. Bad for mommy, particularly when the little one has been such a champion sleeper since he came home from the hospital. I'm hoping it was a fluke and my little one returns to his schedule tonight. We are so blessed, and are enjoying every second of time spent with our new little man. More posts to come!
