So It's Week 11 ......

I figured I would just fast forward to present day since its been so long since my last updates. I now have blogger on my iPhone so I'm hoping I will post more!

The name of my blog is a day in the life of.... And that's exactly what I'm going to talk about. I'm a new mom of a beautiful blue eyed boy who is the spitting image of Jerbob, my husband. And man oh man does he keep me busy. My house is usually a wreck and I can never get my laundry caught up. It's so frustrating. I'm used to a routine and now that lil Easton is here that routine is nonexistent. His routine is to need me at the worst possible moment. For example last night I had just got him fed and to sleep. I sigh with relief and start to lay down myself. A little side note, when you have a newborn sleep feels amazing no matter what position or time of day it occurs. I lay my head down on my soft fluffy pillow and Easton looses his pacifier.... So, I have to rise up and put it back in his mouth. I watch him patiently until he falls back to sleep. I try to lay down again and I swear as soon as I lay my head down and snuggle in he spits out his paci! This usually continues for about an hour.

Easton has been sleeping better though. Once he was asleep last night he slept from 11:30 til 3:40! He's just started doing this recently so I'm so happy to be getting a lil more sleep all at once. This morning he went back to sleep until around 7am. Our mornings are usually lazy. I've never been a morning person so we usually lounge on the couch. I have my morning coffee and Easton enjoys his paci. Then I lay him on his playmat, turn on cartoons, and try to do some housework. He will usually be content with this for about an hour. Side thought... Has anyone ever really watched/listened to cartoons? There are sone strange stuff on TV these days. I sometimes get annoyed with them and turn on music instead. Then he gets hungry. I'm still breast feeding and extremely proud of the fact! I have wanted to quite a number of times. But Easton is doing so well with it I don't want to rock the boat. Breast feeding can be so tiring. I haven't gotten my period yet so this will make it officially 14 months without a period. I have to say I kind of miss it.....
Anyway, back to breast feeding, Easton latched on from the minute he was born and has done great ever since. I suppose I'm one of the lucky ones. Im still not sure how long I'll nurse.

One thing that has been bothering me about breast feeding is when I feed Easton in public. People get so offended by it. I get stared at and when some stare it's with nasty looks. I don't understand? I've always thought a mother feeding her child was a beautiful and natural thing. One woman said I should nurse in private and I said what would you rather me do sit in a dirty bathroom stall?! She snapped back I don't know but that's just animalistic! I couldn't believe it! I just politely responded, I have every right to feed my baby at least I'm using a nursing cover I technically don't even have to do that! The nerve of some people!

Lets see change of mood... Funny moments since Easton's been here? He's pooped up my arm, while I was changing his diaper, Peed on Jerbob numerous times, non in the facial region yet ;), and has been named The Baby of 1,000 Faces! He makes some of the funniest faces! We all just sit and watch him it's so fascinating. He is absolutely fascinating!

HERE'S EASTON!

<----------Day of Induction (WOW Mama!!)

Well what started as a pregnancy blog will now have to transform into a new mom blog. Almost three months ago I gave birth to my baby boy! The one you all have been reading about in my previous posts. He kicked and grew to the size of a healthy 8 lbs 12 oz bouncing ball of joy! After 23 hours of labor my beautiful son was finally here! Easton Jarrett was born on February 14, 2012 at 5:04 pm.




Now after telling you all about the birth, being the honest person that I am. I have to tell you about the days after delivering. Ya know, the days that no one speaks about. I read every birthing book I could get my hands on and in all that reading there was not one thing that prepared me for what happens to your body after the baby is born. I'm not sure if I mentioned in my earlier posts about wanting to deliver Easton as naturally as possible but that was my plan. I had to be induced so I went a solid 13 hours without pain medicine. My body just wouldn't cooperate and that led to making the dreaded decision of getting an epidural. In the hours after his delivery I was completely numb from the waist down. This I had prepared for and was not happy. The entire reason I decided against the epidural was so I wouldn't be confined to a bed. Needless to say I was thrilled when I could get up and walk again. I wanted to rock my baby boy and feel a little bit normal.

Fast forward to the days at home I felt like someone had taken a hammer and smacked me repeatedly between  my legs! It was terrible.. I couldn't get comfortable and I had to wear the diaper pads for almost two weeks longer than I was told I would. Plus, I had terrible hemorrhoids! In those weeks I would sit and blame the epidural for all my pain. I imagined the epidural was a person and I wanted to cause a lot of pain to that person...my thought process was that if I hadn't gotten the epidural then I would have been able to feel when to push and I wouldn't have over pushed. I know now that I may have had the same symptoms if I had delivered naturally but I had to have someone or something to blame for the pain.

My son kept my thoughts off the pain for the most part though. He is such a little joy. When he smiles my entire body swells up with love I could just explode. I had heard the saying all my life that the love you have for your children is something completely different. I couldn't imagine my world without him now.