Sweet Benny (Benedict Reid Uebbing) is now 3 days old after a whirlwind of a weird labor ending in a surprise c-section and almost 10 solid pounds of chunky baby goodness.
Some stats on our newest arrival:
Has allegedly cried once when surprised by hiccups. He and I are still in hotel hospital which I *finally* understand to be a lovely place because:
1. so many kids at home that it’s spa like in comparison
2. I’m not breastfeeding this time around, so I don’t have a starving, dehydrated nursling on my hands requiring round the clock feedings and needed to be monitored, weighed, and poked at by nurses at all hours of the night (I am proficient in many things; alas, lactation is not one of them)
3. the recovery is decidedly different following a surgical birth. And honestly, not all the differences are bad!
My pelvic floor was trembling in anticipation of this large, large child’s imminent journey through. That being said, OUCH. There is new pain and previously unexperienced pain, and it’s an all drugs on deck sort of situation, and I’m sort of amazed by how much I can’t do.
I’m trying to enjoy this forced furlough before plunging back into real life where I’ll be forced to explain to Zelie that I will no longer be carrying her majesty upon my hip as her exclusive mode of travel. Also, where I’ve been for the past 4 nights. Am expecting to be slapped repeatedly in the coming weeks…
Any c section veterans out there who want to chime in, I’ll happily take the advice and best practices. It’ll keep me from stress-googling.
Meanwhile, full birth story blog post coming soonish…maybe…it’s just there are so many Hallmark movies and so few remaining days of December…
For now enjoy some photo evidence of the sibling meet cute: