Still Coasting on that High .....

Thank you! Thank you! And thank you! Your comments and well wishes are greatly appreciated and I feel so very blessed to have good natured people such as yourselves in my life!

I am excited to say that we are home now. I was given the choice to stay or go late yesterday and jumped all over the ability to leave despite receiving the best quality care a new mommy could ask for. There is just something to be said about feeling like crap in the comfort of your own home rather than a busy hospital room.

So where to start ....

Masyn is a gorgeous little girl. She is definitely a tiny mite and I was truly surprised at how little she is. However, her small stature and tiny wails just spike the cuteness factor off the charts really. She is a fabulous feeder and we were blessed to have established breast feeding in the recover room right after the surgery! She latched perfectly her first time! For the first two days, she cluster fed demanding that Mommy provide some quality tasting moo, and Mommy's body was only too happy to accept the challenge seeing as I could have supplied every child in Africa with their own years worth of supply when breastfeeding Kaelen. How big can boobs get? I swear that I am working on a triple F at the moment and if Paul had a ten pin bowling hobby, I would have stolen his ball bag for a little support almost immediately. The boobies are huge, painfully engorged yet giving my daughter all of the nourishment that she could possibly ask for.

For now, Masyn eats and sleeps and decides to check the world out around her at 2:00 am. Luckily this Mommy is only too happy to comply with this night routine for now. It gives us a great opportunity to bond even more when there are little distractions around us.

How is Mommy doing? Well, I have certainly had better days, I am not going to lie. Whether it is due to a reaction from the spinal tap or a result of a few challenges during the cesarean, I am experiencing a severly swollen bladder to complicate things. For a lack of a better description, my bladder is swollen, spasming and trying to pee isn't the most pleasant experience. What the doctors can not determine is whether all of the swelling that I have is my uterus or is it my bladder .... It could also be an infection which I will be tested for come Tuesday if my discomforts are still prevalent. If I didn't have this, I could honestly say that I feel great. I know that the discomforts are only short term so hopefully they will phase out soon so I can fully enjoy my family.

Other than that, all is good in our household. As silly as it sounds, we were taken by surprise a little at Masyn's arrival despite knowing that there was a small percentage of that happening. The ironic thing is that Masyn decided that she was going to come irregardless of whether the ECV worked or not. When getting ready for the ECV and having both the ultrasound and non stress test, it was evident that I was experiencing mild contractions. They were mild in the sense that I chalked the discomfort up to being constipated. (insert big smile here). After the ECV was complete and the perinatologist deciding that there was no use in stressing her out (as she hadn't during the procedure), I was hooked back up to the non stress machine for the mandatory 20 minutes to ensure that Masyn was okay. It was then that it was obvious that I was in labour as my contractions were only 2 minutes apart. I can still somewhat sheepishly say that I didn't really think much of them and was shocked to learn that I had gone from being 2 cms dialated to 7 cms within 45 minutes. By the time the reality of that sunk in, I was being wheeled down to OR for the cesarean that I have been secretly terrified to have. For me, the cesarean still seems cold and unnatural and I really struggled with keeping my emotions in check while being prepped for surgery. The emotions got completely out of hand upon hearing my baby girl cry out to the world at being yanked out of her warm oven and seeing her in all of her naked glory covered in vernix, blood, poop, pee and all those other good birthing fluids. Experiencing this all with my hubby wiping away my tears made it easier to realize that all was going to be okay and soon, I would be able to hold my precious angel. I got my wish almost immediately upon entering the recovery room and the rest .... well you know.

So, I am off to attempt to nurse my baby with these hugely engorged breasts of mine but first perhaps a few cold packs to help soften these puppies up. I know, I know ... Ellen and Jan, you guys are probably torn between shock and laughter that I would write so bluntly about all of this, meanwhile all of my Mommy friends are likely smiling and laughing in total understanding.

Until tomorrow .... take care and thank you all again for all of your support!!!