My stormy boy entered the world at 9:28 a.m. on March 18. He weighed 7 lbs, 7 oz, and was 20 inches long — not as big as I anticipated, but no lightweight.
For the most part, so am I. I feel much better than I did after having Anya, and am far more mobile. (Too mobile, maybe; I rushed my return to exercise and triggered another bout of bleeding. It’s tapering, though.)
The homecoming has also been fairly smooth. With the exception of his cluster feeds, he only wakes once or twice at night. He has some gassy episodes, but the probiotics seem to be helping. He wants to be held pretty much all the time, but I am fine with that.
//platform.instagram.com/en_US/embeds.js So while there were bad moments, and I have zero desire to ever have another c-section, I am deliriously happy with how things have turned out. This little guy is pretty amazing.