Lots of Catching Up to Do!!

Last time I wrote I was still pregnant. Very pregnant. I was miserable and so ready to be done. Around 38 weeks I got my wish. I went into labor, I didn't know I was in labor but low and behold I was. Jacob was born via C-Section April 9th 2010. He weighed 8 lbs 15 oz and was 20.5 inches long. He was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. Unfortunately I didn't get to see him for too long. He went into distress as soon as they opened me up and when he was lifted out of my belly he didn't cry, couldn't breathe and turned blue. They rushed him to NICU and that is where he stayed for the first 9 hours of his life. I wasn't able to hold him, I saw him only for a brief moment and then he was taken away from me. I was moved to my room on the 3rd floor while my little baby, who had lived inside me for 9 months was on the 2nd floor and I was unable to go down and see him. Finally after 9 hours of waiting I was finally able to hold him. I cried my eyes out and it was the happiest moment of my life.

We stayed in the hospital for a few days and he was in and out of NICU for feeding problems. Then we were finally able to go home. I was very sore from having the surgery but Greg stayed home with me for a week which helped a lot. I fit right into the "mommy" role. Everything was going great. He is so incredibly cute. Then unfortunately around 4 weeks old, he started projectile vomiting and was not able to eat. Greg had a condition when he was born called Pyloric Stenosis which is where the stomach muscle closing and food can not pass through. It can be genetic so when Jacob started showing signs I knew exactly what was going on. I went to the Pediatrician and told her what it was. She was very surprised that I knew what I was talking about. She did an examination and told me she was calling the Pediatric Surgeon. Unfortunately the only way to correct the problem was with surgery. We were sent directly to Children's Medical Center in Dallas and were admitted immediately. They did an ultrasound and sure enough his muscle was completely closed up. We then just had to wait for the surgeon to perform the operation. It must have just been our luck because some children in critical condition came in and they were put ahead of us. It was the worst 24 hours of my life. Jacob was so hungry and we weren't able to feed him. But he toughed it out and first thing the next morning he had his surgery. It was so hard leaving him but I knew that he had to have this in order to pretty much live. We went home a day later and since then he has been eating as much as possible.

We had several weeks of Colic which was awful but I think we through that now. Jacob is just growing so quickly. He has gained a ton of weight and is close to 14 lbs. He is 26 inches long and is 2 weeks away from being 3 months old. He can hold up his head when laying on his tummy and is trying to scoot around on the floor. It's quite funny because he gets so angry when he tries and tries but doesn't go any where. He is my little light of sunshine and I am so in love with him. He makes me so incredibly happy. I think that deep down inside I was meant to be a mommy. That was my purpose in life, to be Jacob's mommy. I can't imagine my life without him. Greg and I are doing well and have settled into parenthood quite nicely. My mother has settled into "grandma-hood" as well. We are just a happy little family.

I promise to keep up more now that I have a bit more time on my hands. I will keep up with milestones as Jacob starts to crawl and sit up and soon walk. He is just my bright little star and I love him so much. Of course who couldn't love a face like this?