One of the best parts of William being born when he was is having so many holidays in a row to introduce him to. With Halloween up first, he had many things to look forward to with three different Halloween events for him to attend. The day before Halloween, Candy came down to have a pre-Halloween celebration with us. We gave her this Halloween card as it suited her so much.
Our son William is one week old today. As Dr. G had planned from the beginning of my pregnancy to deliver our child at 39 weeks his birthday had been planned for October 23rd, yet today in addition to being the day he is one week old was his technical due date. It’s so great having him home and learning about who he is personality wise and development wise as well.
I’ve always prided myself on being a studious reader. I’ve bought and borrowed many books on pregnancy and early infant needs, particularly on breastfeeding for the latter. I knew the hospital where my baby was being born was very supportive of breastfeeding, and as I was scheduled for a C section knew I would be in the hospital recovering for several days in which I would receive additional advice and training on breastfeeding. So, while I did not expect that there wouldn’t be any small issues or problems with breastfeeding, I expected it would go well in general after we returned home.
An area of concern that some people had had for us was how Inky would react to William. Per instructions from a veterinarian tech, Matt had taken back a hat that William had worn to have her sniff to be prepared for William’s arrival. We were hopeful for and curious how the first meeting would go.
As I’d had a Cesarean Section, I was eligible to stay in the hospital for four nights, going home today. I’d been asked how I felt about going home, and I said that while the support and meals had been great, I couldn’t wait to take William home with us to start this new part of our lives.
One of the best parts of the hospital in which I gave birth was their very generous visitor policy. While visitors (defined as anyone aside from Matt who was given a special parent bracelet) did need to check in every time, they were able to come during the day or night and I was allowed multiple visitors at one time. One of the first visitors was Matt’s brother, Scott.
I had been told that William would receive a pediatrician visit the day after he was born. I was told that it might be Dr. V who is his official doctor, though it could be someone else depending on who was on call.
One of the great things about the hospital I’m delivered at is that they have an overflow ward in the Main Hospital for moms and babies following the birth. It’s a quieter wing with only a few rooms and the rooms themselves, while technically built for two adult patients, have only one bed remaining and are huge.
Today at 10:26 a.m. our lives changed forever for the better when our baby, William Hunter Perri was born. He was born at 39 Weeks as scheduled by Dr. G. I had felt some contractions the night before and day of, yet they were not strong enough to be true labor pains I was told when we were at the hospital Labor and Delivery.
This weekend marks the last one of my pregnancy. There were many things to do to prepare, some practical and some fun. Last night we went out to celebrate our impending parenthood at LB Steak in Santana Row.
As you may have guessed from the photo my hair is now a diffenet color, as I put an Auburn over the Strawberry Blonde in preparation of the first photos with our baby.
A friend had recommended writing a letter to baby to be given to him or her later. So I bought these cards, one of which will be the right gender, and the other to be sent someday to other parents as appropriate.
I snapped a photo of my belly to make sure my belly button has not popped out. It appears I will not have had an outtie for this pregnancy.
I bought some detergent for washing clothes for baby. While at the store spotted this onesie for baby to wear for our apartment complex Halloween get together on next Saturday.
Since I will not be able to drive for weeks after my C-section I made sure to socialize with everyone before and after church. Ashley whose baby was born a few months ago even shared some great nursing tops and tanks with me.
I can hardly believe I’ll be 39 Weeks tomorrow and that I was able to continue this long to give our baby the best chance to develop and be healthy after being told a while back they would need me to deliver at 37. While it was wonderful of Dr. G to offer to deliver me this week if it was too uncomfortable to keep going, this extra role has been a gift to Baby and to Matt and I, as well.