As I write this, the baby (oh, yeah! P.S. I had a baby!) is napping with The Mister and Luv and Bugsy are reading and playing.
We’re figuring this out, adjusting to life with three wildlings – all in different seasons. I wouldn’t change it. Except maybe get a little more sleep. That I’d change if I could (and believe me, I try!). 😉
The first four months have zipped by while I hold on for dear life. Brain fog is a wicked struggle for me. But I, thankfully, haven’t experienced any autoimmune related symptoms or flares. I’m trying to not think about it, but I feel as though it’s just a matter of time before the other shoe drops. I had a major psoriasis flare after I had Bugsy (which is what prompted my diet and lifestyle changes in the first place). I guess I assumed I would this time as well.
I’ll give a quick summary of his birth and random updates to get you up to speed for those who don’t follow me on Instagram.
- Four days after my due date, The Mister tried a couple different acupressure points while we watched a movie. That same night I went into labor.
- When my midwife arrived at our home, she took note and saw I was breathing through contractions fine and took that as a sign she had time to check my blood pressure and check on the baby. My midwife reminded me to “breathe the baby down” and told me when I was ready to relax and push.
- Luv was up at the head of the bed, holding my hand.
- I had already pushed twice, but didn’t feel ready, so I kept breathing through contractions. She checked my blood pressure again and suggested I bring him down more and meet him.
- This labor was fast, but I felt in control. Another two intense(!) pushes and he was out.
- 11:40pm-1:40am active labor time that brought us our third child. He weighed 9 lbs 2 oz. I call him JouJou on social media (French for little plaything- ʒuʒu- not like juju).
- With such a quick labor, I requested craniosacral therapy sessions for him. One of the midwives on our team (who was the attending midwife for his birth) is trained in touch therapy and did his first session immediately after his birth.
- He has a heart-shaped tongue. Initially it was tricky getting him to latch and he wasn’t super interested in nursing for a good 8 hours his first day which was worrisome. But with the help of latch “training” for him and I both (okay, training and LOTS of nipple butter!), we got our nursing game down.
- He also has many features similar to his siblings, especially when it comes to squish, but JouJou clearly has The Mister’s Croatian nose.
- At his 24-hour at home visit, JouJou weighed 8lb 10oz (not a huge drop from 9 lbs 2 oz and losing initial weight is to be expected). He got back up to his birth weight a week early.
- His pediatrician is also not concerned with his tongue because he is clearly thriving.
- JouJou loves his siblings. Bugsy got the first TWO laughs. Daddy third. Then me. Luv finally got her laugh just last week.
- Some of his favorite things to do: snuggle, nurse, sleep, chew on his fist, complain about teething (yes, he’s been teething for weeks now already), smile, and do tummy time on my knees, and gnaw on his fox friend.
- The lullabye that works best so far: Patience by Guns n Roses – hummed.
I’ve heard that going from one child to two is the toughest transition… Let’s just say, I’m having a different experience. There are those moments where momma guilt sneaks in. Especially when it comes to Bugsy. I sometimes feel like I robbed him of being my “baby”. And Luv has so much going on that’s “just for her” between school, guitar class, now choir, and soon to be swim again… I feel like he’s feeling he’s getting forgotten. *heart wrenching* He and I make plans each week to do something together. And we just signed him up for wrestling, much to his excitement.
I plan on slowly returning to writing here. While I’ve been away from my blog, I’ve still been cooking (and I have so many recipes I want to share!) and jotting down post ideas as they come to me (including a Five Fave series). It’s all a matter of having the time to do it without throwing off my delicate home life/work life balance. And if you’ve followed me for a while, you likely already know:
I blog about my life. My life is not my blog.
I hope you’re doing well. Let me know what you’ve been up to!