I better write this quick, because each morning, for the past 7 weeks, I put “blog post” at the top of my list and by 10pm my 20 minutes of total hands-free time throughout the day gets used up by laundry and refilling my water bottle and by the time the kid-who-only-sleeps-at-night is in bed I’m exhausted, and I put it at the top of tomorrow’s list!
He’s here! I managed to talk Bob out of naming him Bobson Gotham Danger Gilbey by agreeing to Emmett, since he was almost born on Back to the Future Day. I managed to get my brother’s name as a middle name though, and Bob says his nickname will be EmC. :)
Emmett is 7 weeks old! He was 2 weeks early so he’s still teeny, but he’s growing. And eating. AND EATING. He’s already nearly 9 pounds! I’ve been posting pictures on Instagram since that’s the easiest so you may have been following along, but basically I had a really rough delivery and recovery and Emmett had a tough first week as well. He stopped moving and it took me 3 days and sleepless nights to convince someone that his sudden lack of ninja kicks and star jumps meant something was wrong, and once they decided he needed to come out they induced me so fast we had him out 3 hours after they broke my water. Ouch! Then we went round and round with home health nurses (who ranged from useless to insulting) and landed back in the NICU to get him under the jaundice lights. The traumatic first 2 weeks took us to his due date and we finally were able to get his tongue tie cut. It took another 2 weeks for me to really start to feel like I was healing even a little bit, and the last two weeks have mostly been cluster feeding and cuddles, but we’re doing really well now. Breastfeeding is HARD. Like, really hard. We had to supplement with formula at the beginning because of the jaundice and that plus the tongue tie was a terrible start, so we had to make a huge effort to make up for it and wow, it’s painful and exhausting. Bob has taken amazing care of us but he’s back to work now, so I better start training up my little assistant soon if I ever want to get any work done! Here is a (very) small selection of Emmett pictures, and just after them, there is some sewing related material…*
Loki has claimed the nursing pillow and will be getting one of his own for Christmas!
You should be sewing!!! (OK, *I* should be sewing!!!)
Erin and Bob and Emmett and the puppies
Supplementary from Bob
Since Erin started writing this post, (we had to edit 4 weeks to 5 weeks to 6 weeks to now 7 weeks) Loki is doing a lot better, however, he is being heavily medicated. He also likes the sedatives that the vet prescribed. For the week where he had codeine and the sedative, he was a very funny boy. Both dogs adore Emmett, and Loki is semi-attached to Emmett at all times. No longer is his destination based entirely on food availability, but now on where Emmett is. We think he is ensuring that Erin and I are taking care of him. Also, the pattern pieces have made it into phase 2 of the prototyping process!
*This pun brought to you by Bob. I’m a dad now, dad jokes are encouraged
**Note: Pepsi in Baby Bottle Pocket… Because we are such amazing parents
***This is a lie. Erin plans on spamming her Instagram with baby pics
****This is a conservative estimate
*****May not be mid-January