Postpartum. New baby

So as you might have figured it out we had our newest Edwards in January. And life had been well busy... 



His arrival was very different to his big brother, so easy and calm and collected. We went to the hospital dead on 39 weeks. With all the covid restrictions we were very lucky to have Steve with us from pre op, during and recovery. Over 7 hours! And we were home  the next evening. 

Scheduled Caesarian section is very different from all that terrible traumatic delivery we had with E. All the doctors, midwives and other amazing staff came in and introduced themselves and talked me through the procedure... also we had a student midwife with us from my regular appointments, oh we like Kate! 

I walked to the theatre, met more people... they moved Steve around the bed so he can see me and talk to me. The anaesthetist held my hand while spinal was put in, it was the most painful thing out of all the procedure. 
Baby was out very quickly and all I could think I want to see him and hope that he is ok. I guess unless you see the baby, and all the checks are done, you can’t be too sure. Or maybe it was just my crazy brain running all the crazy scary scenarios in my head. But there he was making wining baby noises on my chest, all red and in his cute little yellow beanie... oh and Steve cut the cord! Not from me to baby but like a little extra bit! Just making all this clear. 

Also the baby isn’t just being pulled out they sort of contact the baby out, by pushing on the belly and such. I felt the movement and being manipulated but I was like an out of body experience. 

We had a consultant performing the section so it was extra speedy. Midwives barely managed to put the gloves on to get baby G. 

But it’s being fast made me a little dizzy and faint and I had another out of body experience... midwives got my legs in the air I guess to increase blood to the head, I saw my legs going up but I didn’t feel them going up. Very very peculiar! 

I also had staples... not stitches. According to Adam Kay’s book This is going to hurt staples are better and actually more expensive. I m not sure why I had them but they are also sore and extra scary to have taken out. 

Well G is a month old. He did lose some weight than expected so I had extra people in to help with feeding, and all the other things. And I have to say the care I have received was excellent! I had breast feeding specialists, midwives, health visitors. They all were so helpful! All the NHS involvement was so positive this time around! 



And I am breastfeeding! I couldn’t manage with Egg. Admittedly it being a lockdown I’m with boobs out on whenever I need to and will need to practice when it comes to doing it in public! 

A lot of friends were asking how is big boy feeling about new baby. And well it’s had to say, big’s vocabulary is very limited at best. But he loves giving him kisses. Also shakes his hand and gently taps his baby bro on the head. He even wants to help when we bottle feed him (expressed milk in case you are wondering). But he won’t come up unless he is asked to do so, let’s be honest babies are boring! I did take them both for a walk by myself, daddy went running I think, and as if Egg understood, well I m certain that he did, that I needed him to help and be extra good. He always asked if it was ok to run ahead and didn’t go too far, held on the pram. It’s very cute we sort of have a system where he puts a hand on the pram and I put my hand on his... 




So here we are life is never going to be the same. And ladies in the house are officially outnumbered. I do count the cat! 

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