It’s been almost 4 months since my last post! Wow, does time fly when you have a newborn, a toddler, a job, two weddings and a 5k race to plan. I almost forgot I had a blog. Forgive me, please! :p
My son was born in July. He came two weeks early and super fast. My contractions started at 6:30 pm Saturday evening, and he was born at 1:28 am Sunday morning. I barely made it to the hospital. I wasn’t there eight minutes before he was born. Needless to say, it was a medication-free birth! It was wonderful! He was born at 5 pounds and 15 ounces. My little peanut! This is him now.
I look back and I am in awe of how awesome God is. Before Baby C was born, I was praying daily for a healthy, medication free birth and that he would not need to stay in the NICU like his sister did.
I knew that the only way I would be able to decline meds was if I didn’t have an option (I am a world class wuss). So, I prayed for that too. I prayed labor would come on so fast that there would be no time for me to receive meds, even if I wanted them.
God sure answered my prayers! When I got to the hospital, I was so far progressed in labor that I didn’t even think of medication— I just wanted to PUSH. THAT. BABY. OUT.
And that’s exactly what I did!
When he was born he was breathing funny, so they took him to the nursery to monitor him. They said it was probably just a side effect of the quick delivery. He just needed time to adapt. My heart sank as a couple hours ticked passed. They said they would give him till 7 am to start breathing right or they would have to take him to the NICU.
I had peace as I prayed for my little boy. I knew he was in God’s hands. If he needed to go to the NICU, it would be ok. I would be ok. As 7 am rolled around the nurse popped her head in and said, “I have a baby for you!” There was a huge sigh of relief and a silent, “Thank You, God!”
How is life as a mom of two you ask? It’s wonderful! It was definitely hard at first. It took a while for me too figure out how to meet two young children’s needs at the same time. But now, fifteen weeks in, we are getting in the swing of things. I’m learning that it’s ok if Baby C is crying for a little while I fix E’s lunch. It’s ok if E is bored out of her mind while I nurse her little brother. It’s ok if E is bored and C gets hungry while I take a shower. They will live and their needs will be met— even if it’s not on their preferred schedule!
This is now my fourth week back at my part time job, and you know, it’s not nearly as bad as I thought it was going to be! Yes, it’s hard to leave the kids some days, but I am still going strong— getting housework done, cooking dinner most nights and spending quality time with my kids and hubby. “Mommy Time”, on the other hand,- does not happen nearly as often as I would like, but I think that just comes with the territory!
I surprisingly have energy left over (most days). This is likely due to C’s current habit of sleeping through the night. ***Crossing my fingers and holding my breath*** This habit may not last, but I am so thankful to feel more human than Zombie! (The first month was rough; I have never been so tired in my life!)
God came through, as he always does. All my worries and fears for this pregnancy/delivery/two kid thing were unfounded. I am re-learning the power of prayer. It is so great to know I can come to God with all of my fears and anxieties and leave them in His capable hands. I am slowly getting better at this. I believe it’s a life long process, but with God’s grace and prayer I believe I can break free of the chains of fear and anxiety. This was one huge step in the right direction.
God is good and worthy of our praise.