I have decided to consolidate. The TBNL Baby Blog will be mashing up with my Gribble World blog. Because i'm pretty certain my life now will center around this little nugget.
Bookmark it, tattoo it, write it on a post-it.
http://gribbleworld.blogspot.com/
Monday, December 5, 2011
November 18, 2011
It's strange to think that this day, a day that has gone by so many times in my life, has meaning now. It's still very surreal that we have a baby. I do normal things throughout my day and then look over and there she is! Figuring out schedules is proving to be as difficult as I thought it would be.
Our First Picture Together
The c-section went off relatively well. With nothing to compare it to, i'd say it was a huge success! Christian watched the majority of the surgery. Until our Dr. told her to sit down because it was getting to "the bloody part." Once Parker was finally out, she really didn't want to come out, Christian was taking pictures and kissing on her. My doctor then started to close me up. According to her she sewed each layer that she cut through. And no stitches or staples on the skin! She super glued it together. The scar should be less this way.
I then went to the recovery "room." This is where Pat, one of my 80 year old nurses, proceeded to monitor my vitals and eventually waste a bunch of time because she couldn't get the monitors to record the information. For a bit of this time I was able to hold Parker and feed her before Christian and the nurse whisked her away to the warmer in the nursery and it was also time for a bath. She had lots of gunk in her ears, eyes and every other fold.
I was then transferred to my postpartum room and life with a newborn began.
Christian waiting to be allowed into the operating room. Self portrait.
Parker's Debut
Gettin' Weighed. 5lbs 9oz. 17inches.
The c-section went off relatively well. With nothing to compare it to, i'd say it was a huge success! Christian watched the majority of the surgery. Until our Dr. told her to sit down because it was getting to "the bloody part." Once Parker was finally out, she really didn't want to come out, Christian was taking pictures and kissing on her. My doctor then started to close me up. According to her she sewed each layer that she cut through. And no stitches or staples on the skin! She super glued it together. The scar should be less this way.
I then went to the recovery "room." This is where Pat, one of my 80 year old nurses, proceeded to monitor my vitals and eventually waste a bunch of time because she couldn't get the monitors to record the information. For a bit of this time I was able to hold Parker and feed her before Christian and the nurse whisked her away to the warmer in the nursery and it was also time for a bath. She had lots of gunk in her ears, eyes and every other fold.
I was then transferred to my postpartum room and life with a newborn began.
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