Jase was born on February 28th (one day off from the Leap Day baby several of my friends were hoping I’d have). I won’t bore you with the gory details, except to say that the labor was really fast (6 hours), and getting an epidural absolutely sucked. Don’t take me wrong there–the pain management aspect was AWESOME (especially because his shoulders got stuck), but the actual part of getting the epidural was horrible, because apparently my back was swollen and my spine is twisted to one side, so it took thirteen sticks to get the catheter in (yes, thirteen…Justin counted all the poke marks three days later, once the bruising and swelling had settled enough that we could see.) Having that much difficult is highly unusual–go figure, just following my usual pattern of having weird medical stuff.
And before Jase was even a week old, we spent overnight in the hospital again because his bilirubin levels were pretty high (the stuff that causes jaundice)…being born quickly can cause that, because the bruising is worse. Poor little guy.
However, we are all home now, safe and healthy, and hoping to stay that way because we’re really, really sick of hospitals. I think we were at the hospital almost every weekend in February, between my weird contractions, Toby splitting his head open on the edge of the table (staples…ouch…), and Jase being born. So now we’re just praying that the nasty flu bug going around right now stays away from us.
I’m so thankful we have awesome friends in the area (the same family took Toby overnight for when I had weird contractions, when I went in the Friday before Jase was born because I thought I was going into labor, when I was in the hospital having Jase, and when we were staying overnight at the hospital for Jase’s jaundice), and a church family who is willing to step up and bring us meals and take over some of our stuff at the church for a little bit to give us time to get settled.
Honestly, this time around was super easy compared to Toby. I’m sure being new parents was part of it, but Toby also had stomach issues when he was born, and so didn’t sleep unless we were holding him for a couple of months. He also had a hard time nursing because he spit up a ton…I’m honestly not sure how he ever gained weight, and looking back at pictures, he sure was a skinny little kiddo for the longest time.
Jase is such a laid back baby…he sleeps in his bouncer in the day, even sleeps in his bassinet at night (part of the time), eats well, and tolerates noise well…I guess he has to with Toby around. 😉 We love both of our boys, but I’m so glad Jase is an easy-going kiddo.
All of this is definitely making me really miss Matthew, though. I’m forever thankful that I have my two wonderful boys, but there are days I really wish I had all three with me.