So I had a baby. And he is two months old today. And cliche of all cliches: he’s growing way too fast for my liking.
Derek got to give him a name and a blessing in sacrament meeting on Sunday. We called him Jeffery (for my dad) Dean (for my maternal grandmother, Deon). We had lots of family there to support us. It was a good day. I’m grateful for the gospel, the priesthood and eternal families.
Rewind two months.
Here was our first good look at him and his swollen newness.
He was a tad bit puffy and bruised from the trauma. Who can blame him? He arrived one day past his due date and weighed in at 9 lbs 1 oz. It was a fast delivery (which contributed to the bruising). He came 3 hours after we checked into the hospital but only about an hour and a half after contractions actually started. We went in to be induced as my water had been leaking all day with no contractions. Luckily things progressed on their own and our midwife barely made it in time for delivery.
This pregnancy, labor, delivery, and baby have been dramatically different than my other two experiences. First of all he was late. Secondly, he was HUGE! Pretty much double the size of my other three boys. Getting him born took roughly a quarter of the time. And the best part, no NICU. It was pretty much a luxury vacation. After delivery, everyone left the three of us alone for a whole hour or more. We stayed two wonderful nights in the hospital where Jeffery and I slept in the same room. The nurses didn’t even bother me in the middle of the night.
I could pick him up any time I wanted and just cuddle him. I didn’t have to wrestle with cords. I didn’t have to worry about wearing him out or him losing too much body heat. I didn’t have to weigh diapers or calculate how much he ate. Besides all of that, I got three meals a day that I didn’t have to prepare. We enjoyed lots of visitors including our three big boys (who seemed to have grown 3 inches and 10 pounds overnight). There was no car seat test. (They barely checked to make sure we had a car seat.) Best of all, we got to go home TOGETHER.
Jeffery is such a happy easy-going baby. He eats well, sleeps well and loves his momma. (I finally got a momma’s boy!) Developmentally, he’s doing great. He holds his head up really well, is starting to focus on things in front of his face and gives us lots of coos and smiles. He has really good hearing. He responded super well to sounds right from the beginning. Really early on he would smile as soon as he’d hear me come into the room. I didn’t notice my other guys doing that. He’s growing like a weed. I had to skip right over the newborn clothes and diapers. Just this last week I got to pull out size 3-6 months. It’s crazy to remember how old the other boys were when they were wearing the same clothes he’s in now…. *sigh*
The big boys love their new brother. Isaac wants to help me dress him every morning and often gets to choose his outfit. He also likes to sit next to him in the car and help him with his binkie or bottle as we drive.
The twins are a little more flighty so they don’t spend as much time with him. They like to be silly to try to get a smile. Sometimes they are a little rough…. By the time Jeffery was two weeks old Carter had already tripped over him as he was lying in the boppy. He landed right on his belly. Jeffery was sore for a few days but otherwise ok. (It’s amazing that younger siblings survive their first year.)
Overall, it’s been a lovely two months for our little family. I am grateful for good health, supportive family and kind neighbors. I’m happy to have my husband at home everyday to keep me sane and provided for. God is good.
Two Month Stats– Weight: 12 lbs 9 oz Height: 24 3/4 inches