Devin & I

Devin & I

Friday, November 30, 2018

ONE MONTH

One month.  I can’t believe he’s a month old.  I can’t even wrap my head around it! This last month has been beautiful and scary.  I have wanted to be a mom for the longest time.  I’ve wanted to have a mini me or a mini Devin running around and I knew from watching my mom and dad raise five kids that it would be trying.  Trying.—what a good word for it. 

Our first night home from the hospital was honestly miserable.  I love my sweet boy so much.  I didn’t know I could love someone that much.  (Except his daddy, of course. But let’s be honest—it’s a different kind of love.) Devin and I left the hospital feeling terrified to let the child be left alone doing anything.  That night, that kid was held by one of us the ENTIRE NIGHT.  We took two hour shifts.  One of us would be holding him and watching TV while the other slept, then two hours later we’d switch.  7:00 AM came and I called my mom dang near in tears.  We were SO tired.  My mom and dad came and watched him while Devin and I slept.  I have never felt so defeated in my entire life.  Sleep deprivation after having a baby is no joke.

 After waking up from our much needed nap, we went about our Sunday routine as usual.  We had lunch with Devin’s family and dinner with mine.   With the time change, I knew that I was going to struggle.  We all know I have anxiety anyways—add pregnancy hormones on top of it and you’ve got yourself a hot mess!  Devin was taking a nap on the couch and I knew it was about time to go home for the night.  I was holding my little baby and I all of a sudden became so overwhelmed.  I couldn’t even breathe.  I had to hand Tanner off to my dad to hold and I went in and laid down by Devin and I cried.  Correction—I bawled.  Devin was going back to work so I knew he wouldn’t be able to help me during the night as much as he did the night before and that literally scared the bajeebers out of me.  Devin got my mom and that sweet woman offered to come and spend the night with me.  She has been such an angel with me becoming a new mom.  She and LaDawn both have.  LaDawn did my laundry and made most of our meals for us, while mom helped me get around to Tanner’s doctor appointments and slept over four different nights so that Devin and I could sleep.  I wouldn’t have been able to wake up with Tanner, feed him, change his bum, and then spend the next half hour pumping.  I would have died.

My mom was able to get sleep too while she was here (if you could call it that) by getting Tanner to sleep in his swing.  The hospital scared us when it came to where baby slept and that’s why Devin and I stayed up all night with him.  We felt he was safer in one of our arms than anywhere else.  Mom’s had five children so she knew right what to do.  She put him in his swing and he just rocked all night long.  I was going to breastfeed, but with my mom staying over and if I wanted Devin to get up in the night with him (especially since I’m going back to work) formula just seemed best.  I did pump though.  According to my dad, my grandma Bonnie could produce enough milk for an army it seemed like.  I got my genes from her!  I’ve since weaned myself from pumping and I currently only pump once a day.  Enough to give him some sort of nutrients from me. 

We went to his first doctor appointment two days after we got home from the hospital.  Dr. Rogers at Pediatrics Budge is his doctor and we just love him!  He is so great with kids.   Mom went with me to his first appointment because Devin had to work.  He did have a little bit of what seemed to be an eye problem.  Dr. Rogers recommended us to an eye doctor to make sure that he was ok.  My uncle Krey is an eye doctor at Eyemart in Idaho Falls.  They just opened an Eyemart here in Logan so my mom gave him a call and explained the situation to him and asked if one of the doctors here could look at Tanner.  Dr. Broschinsky talked with my uncle and was willing to see Tanner.  Tanner was his youngest patient at just five days old! Luckily everything is ok with Tanner.  He has some tissue that is being squished so when Dr. Rogers was looking at his eyes, his pupil looked squiggly instead of perfectly round. 

FIRST POOP CATASTROPHE:  Tanner had just leaked through his diaper.  Literally peed all over me and all over my pillow. So I went to change his bum. I was using my left hand to make sure that he didn’t roll off his changing table, and my right hand to open his new diaper. I heard his tummy grumbling and I looked down just in time to see POOP SHOOT OUT OF HIS CUTE LITTLE BUM AND I CAUGHT IT IN MY HAND. I yelled “oh sh**” (poor T heard mama swear *face palm*) Devin came running into the bedroom thinking tanner was dead or something and he saw me holding his poop and he literally fell to the floor laughing. AND HE WOULDN’T STOP LAUGHING. Like he was laughing so hard and long the poop DRIED IN MY HAND. It was so funny and so awful. So yeah... That’s our first poop story!  

We have decided that our sweet little boy is colicky.  That is not fun.  I tell Devin all the time that new babies, new moms and new dads should not be allowed to be sick!  It’s just wrong!! We’re not getting much sleep now.  We’ve changed his formula four times.  We’ve used one Similac and three Parent Choice formulas.  We think we have found one, but he still has an upset tummy.  Gripe water has been our life saver!

Tanner went on his first shopping spree with mom and grandma LaDawn!  Let me tell you, he is his father’s child.  He HATES shopping.  I had the stroller all prepared and enough formula and water to last us on our trip and you know where he ended up?  Being held by me the entire time.  He is not the shopper that I wanted him to be.  Haha!  I guess we’ll just have to have a little girl so I can have a shopping buddy!

 We are back at work.  We came back on 11/28/2018.  I had a lot of anxiety about coming back.  I just don’t want to annoy my coworkers when he cries, but after talking to a couple of them, I have to just not let that bug me.  I’m a new mom with a boss who is incredible enough to let me bring my child to work.  If she didn’t want him here, she’d tell me. 

This month has been hard and the last couple of days have been harder.  Going back to work with a newborn is exhausting.  We’re making it, but we’re exhausted.  I love this sweet boy and I can’t wait to see what happens in the next month of his life.  







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