Friday, January 28, 2011

First week, just Walt and me

Walt and I have spent some serious quality time together this week.  Chris went back to work after having two weeks off (amazing).  Walt doesn't seem to be sick of me yet, so that's a good sign.  We kicked off the week with our first solo trip out... to the doctor (see previous post).

We managed to get out almost every day, thanks in part to some lovely weather this week (love me some 65 degrees in January).  One of our trips was to the grocery store. I didn't need any groceries, but we just needed to get out.  We walked up and down all the aisles and left with ice cream and lottery tickets :)  Walt really liked it!

Yesterday, we went for a really long walk while talking to Aunt Jess, and stayed awake the whole time enjoying the scenery.  Last night, at my super studly husband's urging, I joined my girls for a brief Girls Night at Gloria's.  One of the biggest challenges with breastfeeding right now is needing to be at Walt's beckon call for food.  Luckily, he seems to sleep like a lamb when we put him down at 7 p.m., so it was a good window to get out and get some dinner.  I can't even put into words what two hours of adult conversation (nevermind that we talked about babies the whole time) and just being with my girls.

Finally, I'll leave everyone with this Kodak moment.  Walt was super happy after one feeding yesterday. He was sleeping (or in a food coma) and was grinning a lot. Somehow, I caught the biggest cheese on my phone.  Happy Friday everyone!

Monday, January 24, 2011

How does two weeks feel like two months?

Last Saturday (Jan. 22) was Walt's two-week birthday. Oftentimes, Chris and I have to remind ourselves that Walt is *just* 16 days old.  Spending day and night closely attached to the little man sure makes it seem longer than that (in a very good way).  In addition, I feel like he is changing rapidly everyday.  I'm certain it's stuff only interesting to Chris and myself, so I'll spare you mundane details.

We saw Dr. G today for our two-week check-up and Walt got A+'s across the board.  He must know that his mommy is a do-gooder.  He weighs 9lbs 6 oz (a whopping pound above his birth weight, which doc said is awesome. He looks for babies to gain back their birth weight... Walt added a pound!)  Walt hasn't grown any in length. He's sitting pretty at 21 inches long.

One of the things Dr. G wants us to do is try out some tummy time. We did that today and I'm impressed with how strong he is! (Reality check: this tummy time lasted all of five minutes, but I was still easily entertained).

I'll share some other random shots of the booger.  I have quickly realized I could care less about getting in front of the camera. As a matter of fact, I can count the number of pics of Walt and me on one hand. I'll work on that.

Chillin' with Dad on the couch

Tummy time -- first attempt. Couldn't quite get our head up (despite lots of encouragement from Dad!)

I get this look a lot when he's awake. He's becoming aware of the nutty mom he's stuck with :)

Monday, January 17, 2011

Walt has Arrived!!!

Well, what a difference a few hours makes.  When I was convinced that Walt was going to not only take the full 40 weeks, I was "concerned" he would get so cozy in my belly that he'd take even longer. Well, our little bundle of deliciousness arrived on Saturday, January 8, 2011 at 3:22 p.m.  He weighed 8 lbs, 6 oz and was 21 inches long. This is FAR bigger than my OB had estimated just a week prior.  Here's proof:

My doc isn't an inducer, so I was just waiting for signs of labor.  Signs I had read about in a million books, blogs, and articles, but STILL wasn't convinced when it started happening. The Friday before Walt was born, Chris and I settled in to watch the Ags in the Cotton Bowl. I'm not going to lie, I was a nervous wreck for the game. I'm sure Walt didn't like that environment.  I went to bed around 10 p.m. (thoroughly beat down by the Ag's performance), only to wake up at 2:30 for a potty break. Not 30 min. later I had my first contraction. Looking back, it is painfully (literally) obvious that was the real deal, but I had no idea what to expect and I've read that false labor/Braxton Hicks can be very convincing.

By 6:00 a.m. we called the dr. (my contractions were 5 min apart).  By 7:30 we were at the hospital and my contractions were 2.5 min. apart. I continued to think this was a false alarm.  It wasn't until they were hooking me up to an IV and telling me this was happening that it all sunk in. From start to finish, labor was 12 hours, but it really progressed quickly.

Now that we've been at home for a week (today), we are slowly starting to figure things out.  I have included some more pics of the little man below.  But first, I would be remiss not to admit the other major life event that occurred in tandem to Walt's birth.  Our sweet and sassy Sally Pants dog decided Walt was enough of a handful for us, and left this world the same day we brought the booger home.  As many of you know, she was well into the end of her life (at youngest, she was 14, but we don't know exactly how old she was).  During my hospital stay, Chris would run home to check on her and saw her deteriorate right rapidly.  Though we miss her so very very much and wish her and Walt could have met, we know this was exactly the way the universe intended it. We miss you Sally P!

Chris and Sally :)

The sweet bambino

Moments after birth. Couldn't be happier.

Nana (Chris's mom) could not wait to get her hands on the little man

Papa (Chris's dad) is one proud grandpa!

Right before his first bath

Papa Ronni (my mom) waited all day on Saturday for this moment

Aunt KK (my sister) with Walt man

Papa Chuck (my dad) lovin' on his grandson

Dad is Walt's #1 play mate

Coming home!  We were actually totally ok with the carrier (thank goodness!)

Morning chill out time (told you there were peas in a pod)

Reading The Cat in the Hat

Grammy Girls visit! Walt needs to get used to the self-portrait (yup, we took this one ourselves. We're awesome)
Chillin' in his favorite bouncy seat