As you can imagine not much has been happening really to talk about since Alice takes up most of my time. I’ve gone back to work semi-full time, and getting used to living in 3 hour blocks as thats about the time between feedings. Days are starting to blend into each other, and i can’t remember if its Monday or Thursdays on any given day.
This past weekend i had gotten up for a 5am feeding and just stayed up. Thankfully my sister was up around the same time and she setup a Nike Running App Challenge to run a total of 30 miles in 30 days. This got me out of bed to go on a run before the sun came up and its been a good motivation to get out before going to work, because the early evenings are tougher as Alice likes to stay up and hang out rather than going back to sleep. After day 1 my knees were really hurting but didn’t last as long as it normally does.
Work has been a little more tricky as Jonathan left with one of our developers to Zurich Switzerland for a 2.5 week project which basically meant that 40% of the web team became unavailable to complete on going project in house. My schedule has worked itself out to be something like wake up at 5, help out with Alice, work for an hour then go for a run. Cook breakfast, shower, and spend some morning hours with Alice. Head to work until about 4-5pm. Come home, cook dinner, and help out with what i can until i pass out between 9pm-midnight.
Its already been one week since we brought Alice home and she’s already changing faster than expected. When we first brought her home it was almost clockwork as we would feed her, change her diaper, then put her to sleep for a couple hours. I had a good rocking/shushing to get her to fall asleep all by myself.
Now she’s taken to the boob quite well and now can’t fall asleep unless she’s pacified by it. I’ve tried using our elephant pacifier to pacifier when we know she’s already eaten and is just looking for comfort but its not totally working. She’s not really enjoying hanging out with me for long periods of time, and we’re still trying to figure out whats changed that we need to adjust our routine to help her fall asleep easier again.
As for work its been a good time to get some time off from working full time (i’m still working at home, and popping into work when my mom visits). Thankfully the projects i’m working on are pretty easy and i can manage it all from my laptop at home. Next week Jonathan is heading to Switzerland with one of our developers to work on a project, and I’ll have to probably pop into the office a little more often to make sure everything doesn’t fall apart.
“Dude, you’re a dad” were the words that my sister responded to me after i told her that Joy had finally given birth. Those words were pretty much sums up me becoming an actual father. The past 9 months really haven’t affected me too much, with my day to day being pretty much the same, just with a lot less drinking and a lot more prepping i really didn’t have anything else to do.
Then it starts. Wednesday night we went out for Jonathan 36th birthday at Pitfire Pizza and of course I enjoy a glass of beer to go along with our pizza but passed on the second glass just in case.
Fast Forward to October 31st, 4am.
Joy wakes me up saying that she needs help timing her contractions, and that she’s been up since 1am with pregnancy pains. I immediately get a shock of adrenaline and help time it using an iPhone app. I know that once its 5 minutes in between for 1 minute long consistently for an hour its time to go. The problem was that by the time i started timing them it was somewhere around 45 seconds long and 3 minutes apart. I really didn’t want to wait for the entire hour so i decided just to leave for the hospital since its a good 35 mile drive. We called the hospital in the car and since we were on our way they just had us come in even though they probably wanted to stay home a little longer.
We get to the hospital and head up the delivery room where we get checked into the triage room to see where we were at. Joy actually had only dilated to 2cm, but was running a slight fever so they just had us wait for a room to open up instead of sending us back home.
A room finally opens up and we get to our delivery room where we’d spend the rest of the day at. As we get settled in and hooked up to all the monitors at 15 minutes later Joy’s water breaks.
When we checked into the hospital initially Joy told the admitting nurse that she was going to get an epidural and i guess she thought that meant she wanted it right away. We’re werent quite ready when the anesthesiologist showed up but we didn’t want to turn the away since we didn’t know when she would be available again, so just went with it since they were going to start Joy on pitocin as well.
The midwife came by to check in on Joy and said that she was 5cm dilated. My sister said that she gave birth 7 hours from that point.
The epidural wasn’t quite working correctly so we had the anesthesiologist come back in and she adjusted Joy’s position so that the drugs would get to all of the right places. At that point it was best that Joy just get some rest and let her body take care of everything on its own. I took a nap myself as i didn’t know how many more hours it would be.
I saw joy was moving around a bit and asked her what she was feeling. She said that she was farting and i knew that was a good sign. I went out to tell our nurse Terri and she was excited because she’d been waiting for that sign all afternoon. She came in and checked where the baby was, and what do you know she was already in the birth canal. I quickly texted my mom while she left the room.
The nurse went and got the midwife so they could start the actual delivery. From that point it was game on. They put Joy in the birthing position and had her start pushing with each contraction. After the 2nd contraction the rest of the amniotic fluids came gushing out. There were no barriers preventing me from looking but i kept my eyes mainly on the other side. I took one glance over but didn’t understand what i was seeing and thought best not to look over gain.
After getting all her vitals documented and cleaned up a bit the nurses gave a chance to spend our first minutes as a family together.
Alice clocked in at 20.5 inches long, and 7lbs 4 ounces. She’s definitely got my sleeping habits and poops to match.
Dude, i’m a dad. No scarier words have been spoken before.