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Well it has been quite a while since I last made a blog entry, and A LOT has happened since then!

Baby Alexander is HERE!

On Wednesday, September 26th, I had an ultrasound to check on Alexander and see how big he was getting. The tech told us he was already 6 pounds 10 ounces! And I was only a little over 34 weeks at that point! She estimated that he would be about nine pounds when he was born. Two days later, on September 28th, I had a checkup with my OB. She said that Alexander’s head was already engaged and she wasn’t expecting me to go quite to term. I was pleased with that. I certainly didn’t want to go overdue. I was already getting a little uncomfortable, my feet were starting to swell, my heartburn was terrible, and my nausea was back full force. Having the baby a little early seemed like a blessing.

Anyway… I left my OB appointment and went straight to work, where I handed in my letter giving two weeks notice. I worked an extra long shift that day because someone had called in sick, and everyone was joking about work driving me into labour. I got off from work at 10:30 that night and went home.

At 3:30 in the morning, I woke to a gush of fluid. I jumped out of bed (and immediately pulled the sheets off because we had just gotten a new mattress! Priorities! Haha!) and ran into our ensuite. Yup, my water had definitely broken. At 35 weeks! I called my hubby because he was working a night shift, and told him my water had broken and I was going to drive myself to the hospital. He wasn’t too thrilled about that idea. But I wasn’t having any contractions, so I convinced him that it was fine. I drove in and met up with hubby, the we went to labour and delivery. It was confirmed that my water had, in fact, broken and I was admitted to the OB floor. I was dilated 2 cm but wasn’t having any contractions. The OB resident told me that if I didn’t go into labour naturally, I would be induced later that day.

All day Saturday came and went. I had some contractions Saturday night that seemed promising (6 minutes apart and lasting about a minute) but they tapered off into nothing. I was started on antibiotics because it was 24+ hours from when my water had broken and I still hadn’t delivered. There was still no word on when I would be induced. Meanwhile, hubby had missed out in his own diaper party that was being thrown for him Saturday night.

Sunday at noon I was finally induced. I will spare my blog readers the gory details. But I was only 3 cm when I was induced, only 4 cm hours later when I was in excruciating pain and got the epidural, and jumped right to 9.5 cm in about half an hour! I had one scary moment when they couldn’t find Alexander’s heart beat, but they quickly got it back and everything was good. I pushed for over an hour completely inefficiently because they still had my epidural on. After they turned it off, it was only one more hour until Alexander made his arrival into the world! Born September 30th at 7:52 pm, weighing 6 pounds 11 ounces, and 49 cm long. He cried as soon as he came out, and it was the most beautiful and relieving sound I have ever heard. I cried. Hubby cut the cord and cried. Alexander had to be taken away right away to be assessed by the neonatal team since I was only 35 weeks. But he was PERFECT. There was nothing wrong with him, and he was immediately brought back.

The last 20 days have been a whirlwind.

Alexander is amazing. We are completely in love. But he doesn’t like to sleep at night (or much during the day, for that matter), so we’re pretty tired. Before we left the hospital, his weight was down to 6 lbs 5 oz, but has since rebounded. The last time we went to breastfeeding clinic on Tuesday, he was 6 lbs 12 oz and is steadily gaining. 🙂 At the doctor yesterday, he weighed in at seven pounds even. But that’s a different scale and he had his diaper on. So we’ll see how much he really weighs on Tuesday. He’s slowly learning how to breastfeed, and is doing well with it for a preemie. We’re so proud of how well he’s doing for a baby born so early. 🙂

I’m feeling well. I’ve actually had a pretty easy post-partum recovery compared to some stories I’ve heard. I guess it’s my body’s way of apologize for how sick I was during pregnancy. Haha. I am embracing motherhood and completely in love with my son. He makes the entire terrible pregnancy worthwhile. And, even though I’m tired and still a little sore, I wouldn’t change a thing. He’s amazing and I couldn’t imagine being any happier than he’s made me. 🙂


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