Thursday, April 20, 2006

Home!!






We're Home!! Okay, so technically we have been home for several days...but with little sleep, it's all been one LONG day! We brought Logan Victor Achilles home on the 9th and he was happy and healthy. Well, happy once he got adjusted to smells and sounds of the house, which took a night of crying. He is now a wonderful sleeper (I really mean it!) and has adopted a schedule that mirrors perfection. Before I get into that, I will start at the beginning...

We went to the hospital on Saturday, the 8th for the scheduled induction. We got there at 7:30am and we were ON TIME...something we, as a family, rarely accomplish. The fact that I woke up at 3:30am and could not go back to sleep helped quite a bit. Gwen got up at 5:00am (she must have felt the energy) and so she was ready to go by 5:30am. Next was Alyssa and Brian, who are NOT morning people, but they managed to get up and get ready so that we could leave at 6:00am. Everything was going extrememly well...I was waiting for something to happen. The hospital got me right in and started my drip around 8:30am. Everyone was sleepy but relatively calm. My in-laws and my mother were there to take care of the girls during delivery. Everyone came in and out and visited and progress was not uncomfortable. About 1:00pm the doctor came in and broke my water and told me things should begin to progress quickly now. The screaming woman next door remined me that after my first two deliveries, I wanted to experience a calmer delivery this time. I asked for the epidural, knowing that waiting might not be a good idea. Epidural in place, just in time, it was about 2:00pm and I was feeling quite good. The nurse came in to check me at 2:30pm and said I was between a 7 and 8 and asked how I was feeling. Considering the pain of my first two deliveries, I felt GREAT. About 2:45pm I was feeling pretty uncomfortable and had a lot of pressure happening. Now, not having an epidural (that worked) before, I was not sure what that meant...should I dose myself with more medicine (I had a button) or is this a sign of something happening? I called the nurse and she came to check. When she lifted the sheet she realized there was a head coming out and that she needed to call the doctor immediately. History shows that I deliver quite quickly and the nurse had been made privvy to this information early on. Once she called the doctor she came and prepped the room and told me she was afraid to turn me to my back because she felt like she would then have to deliver the baby since he was in a hurry to join us! The doctor got there just in time (and I mean JUST.IN.TIME.). After a few pushes and about 20 minutes later, Logan Victor was born at 3:24pm. Now, let me just say that this delivery was easy, dare I say, pleasant, and I felt pretty good afterwards. The two women who delivered before me, both screamers (which under non-epidural circumstances, so am I) had babies that were 9lb 10oz and 9lb 11oz...I(bucking the bets of all labor and delivery nurses) did not deliver a 9lb 12oz baby and am happy to say that Victor was 7lb 2oz!!

He is extremely mild mannered and quite the sleeper. I have yet to have a baby that did not wake up every 1 to 1 1/2 hours to nurse and this one sleeps 3-4 hours at a time. He does tend to "cluster" feed towards the end of the day...but, hey, I am NOT complaining about that!!! He is sleeping in his crib (he hates his bassinet) and has peed out of his clothes about 100 times already!! I am going to have to get used to diapering a boy. This experience has been much easier than the other two and the girls are just so excited to have a baby around, he will never be lonely. In fact, I am concerned about the female attention he may crave as an adult due to his hovering sisters!!

For those of you not aware, there has been a name struggle happening for several months. Hence the three names, Logan Victor Achilles. Yes, that's Achilles, as in achilles heel, although not named for the body part, but named from Homer's The Iliad. My choice was Logan and Brian's choice was Achilles. Victor was thrown in by Brian in the middle of pregnancy because, after 12 years of marriage, he feels as though he has not tortured me enough with his eccentricities. So, after several months of simply not discussing it (my choice), I agreed to use all names to give him room to "choose" a name. However, for many months, Brian has rallied his troops (the girls) and they have chosen to call the baby Victor (Vi-er in the case of Gwen). So, defeated, I have found myself calling him Victor and, surprisingly, not cringing everytime I do so. Time will tell if "Victor" will love or hate his name, I can only offer as a consolation that I, his loving mother, gave him the choice of Logan. To spite us all, he will promptly choose the nickname Bubba and we will all pay a price!! Until then, we are happy to have baby Victor home and we all feel that our family is complete...for now!!

1 comment:

Savvy said...

Awww! I never saw this adorable picture before!