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Jonathan is learning how to feed himself. His first foray into this world was with hardboiled egg yolk. He's not allowed to have the white yet, on account of that being thought to be the part that causes allergies, but he seems quite happy just sticking with the yolk.
He's since tried banana as well, but it was a bit slippery for him. He'll learn though!
This is Chris, referred to elsewhere on the site as Hubby. He's about 8 months older than me, and the best hubby a girl could ask for! (Sorry, everyone else, I got him first!) :) He's a techie, and solves all my computer issues for me when needed.
This is my son. He's eight months old this week. He didn't want to smile for his picture today, and even threatened to cry! He consequently was given his lunch first, and then I was allowed to photograph. :) He's still cute though! (Maybe I'm a bit biased...)
Ok, it's been nearly one month since Jonathan David was born. He's adorable, exhausting, and wonderful. Labor was insanely difficult, but we got through it, without drugs. (Not my choice, but labor progressed too quickly for me to be able to have anything.) He was born, after three hours of active labor, at 4:48 am, weighing 7 lbs. 2 oz, and being 19.75 in. long. He's now about 8 1/2 lbs, and longer, though I don't know how much. He's a very skinny baby, and apparently much smaller than almost anyone else's baby that we've encountered, at least according to the other mothers. :) "He's so tiny!" and "That's a brand new baby!" comments follow him whenever we go out, to which I want to reply, (in good humor of course) "He's baby-sized! They're supposed to be tiny!" Anyway, we are loving having him home, and learning to take care of him.
Warning, what follows is a bit coarse and uncouth.
On another note, I've discovered what exactly women are going for in respects to their breasts. Whether they're wishing for these, or actually go for implants to get them, they want postpartum, nursing breasts. Enlarged past normal size, rounded out with swelling, and quite solidly firm. Women, it's not worth it! They are incredibly uncomfortable until your body adjusts, and they get in the way, catching more food and generally not really fitting right. Thankfully, for those having second thoughts, they do go back to normal size, or nearly, after finished nursing...or so I'm told. Anyway, ladies, learn to love what you have got, and you'll be much happier in the end. :)
Chris is an awesome husband. This morning, while I slept, he got up and made breakfast for us. He made eggs, and pancakes seasoned with nutmeg, cinnamon, pumpkin spice, vanilla, and filled with walnuts, topped with whipped cream and strawberries. DELICIOUS! Chris is such a good cook! Plus, he had a mug of my favorite (decaf) breakfast tea waiting for me when he woke me up. Yay!
Hi all!
So I got my hair cut again. I walked into the hair salon with pictures of me from high school, and said "Cut it like this." It's nice for the summer, and it's finally super simple. As in, I can wet it down and it will be fine for the rest of the day (granted I don't take a nap or anything on wet hair...then I have to start over). Chris took some shots of me with my new haircut, and I thought I'd share the one photo that actually shows my belly as well...I'm now at 9 months!
Well, Chris and I had an unexpectedly crazy day yesterday. During the night, I thought my water broke. I'm only 32 weeks along, so this is not good news at this point. We stayed up for another hour to see if contractions would start and to be sure baby was still moving and ok. Nothing happened (baby was fine), so we decided to go back to bed and call my new doctor in the morning. He told us to go to the hospital to have some tests done, basically to make sure my water hadn't broken, so we packed a quick bag and left. Turns out it wasn't my water breaking (big relief!) but I was having contractions five minutes apart...just so small that I didn't really even feel them. I was also 1 cm dilated, and baby was in position for birth. They gave me a shot to stop the contractions, but that didn't work, so I had to have an IV put in my hand, as well as take a muscle relaxant pill. That worked, for the most part, so we got to go home about 8 pm, with a prescription for the muscle relaxant pill in case the contractions came back. We got to the hospital about 12:30, so it was a very long day...
I'm not on bed rest, but I am supposed to "take it easy". This means I'm basically on bed rest, except I can still get up and get a drink, instead of making Chris do the little things. He's doing pretty much everything anyway, which is sweet, but I don't want to overtax him either. That's all for now!
This one shows he's a boy!
This is his face...remember, the ultrasound mostly just picks up bones, not skin...
These are his big feet...he apparently takes after his dad! :)
Top view, head and knees to feet.
His arms, hands in little fists.
You can see, or maybe you can, that he is all there and very healthy. He was moving a lot during the ultrasound, so we weren't able to get a good full body shot, but that's alright. Yes, we have a name, no we're not saying...yet... :)
My husband is amazing. Just thought I'd let everyone know. He got up this morning about two hours before me, and did dishes all morning while he let me sleep in. Now, he's in the kitchen making breakfast. He is great.
