I have been putting the blog off for quite some time now! Honestly I have just been too tired, too happy, and too consumed with trying to figure out this whole mom of two balancing act.
I frankly have just wanted to sit with my boys and do nothing.
It's been a great recovery time and honestly I feel better and better each day so I'm very happy about that.
Three long but short weeks ago we had our second baby boy! It was an amazing and totally different experience.
I had a scheduled c-section date for the 22 of April and just like the boy should, he stayed put and didn't want to come a day earlier. The day before (Sunday) the 21st. I went in to the University Hospital to have blood work done so that it would speed up the check in process the next day and help everything run smoothly. It was exciting and so weird to think that the next day guaranteed my boy was coming. I felt a million different emotions that night. One minute I was excited and the next I was bawling for no reason. I was feeling fear, excitement, guilt for leaving Mason (with my parents who he adores), overwhelmed, and flash backs to the last time that had me a little fearful.
We left Mason at my parents that night because we had a very early morning 5:30 to be exact and it was best to let him sleep there. I cried the whole way home feeling like I had abandoned my child and not knowing what was ahead of us. Sam and I did enjoy a quiet night together though talking about names, packing our bag, and talking over what life is going to be like!!
We arrived at the hospital a little before 5:30 and checked in at the Labor and Delivery wing at the University of Utah hospital. It was quiet and calm and we were of course greeted by the sweetest nurse (all of their nurses were AMAZING).
After changing and getting checked in we were able to just relax and wait until about 6:45 when the anesthesiologist would be in and then at about 7 we would head in for surgery. My experience with Mason wasn't bad in my mind...it was an emergency situation because he was stuck after an hour of pushing and he was under distress....so no having these two experiences I realized how chaotic and scary the first one was compared to this one.
After the anesthesiologist came in and talked to me about what we would be doing etc. They walked me back to the surgery room. I was fully aware of what was going on and casually chatting with all the doctors and nurses as they prepped me, A much different experience than last time. After I was prepped with the spinal and everything was set to go the surgery began. Everyone was so sweet and talking to me, explaining everything that was going on, making sure I was comfortable. It was great.
Sam came in shortly after and was able to watch (yes he watched and took pic's) of the entire thing.
After my doctor had the baby half way out all I could hear him say was "wow this is a big boy" " this is a BIG boy" "beautiful he's just beautiful".
They got the baby wiped off and weighed and then quickly brought him over to me. He was beautiful and cried for maybe a minute which has been his personality so far! He was a big boy weighing in at 8lbs 5oz. and 19 inches long. How he fit I have no idea. I thought the same thing about Mason.
They let the baby stay with me and Sam throughout the rest of the surgery and into the post pardum room. Which was also so different from last time. With Mason he was taken straight to the nursery to be monitored and I didn't see him for well into the day. This time baby didn't leave our side once which was awesome.
The whole time I just kept thinking this was to easy?! Are we sure we had a baby?!
They later took us to our room where we rested for a bit before family and Mason came to visit baby brother. It was awesome to see little Mason and his excitement to see us and the baby. It was short lived with the baby but that's ok. I can't even imagine the thoughts that were going through his little mind.
The rest of the stay at the hospital was great. Baby boy latched well and is honestly the sweetest thing. We didn't hear him cry for the first couple of days! He has this easy and calm demeanor about him. He hardly cries unless he is super uncomfortable ie: bath, or extremely hungry. Other than that he just squirms and kind of grunts.
It only took us until the night of the 3rd day in the hospital to come up with a name. So it goes, we are indecisive! But we think it fits him and his sweet little face perfectly.
Hayes Ford Hickcox
He is beautiful and sweet and we are all completely smitten with him.
It has taken some adjusting for of us, especially Mason, but he quickly fell into his role as older brother. He has started acting bigger, he helps me whenever he can, and loves to let me know when the baby needs "baby milk!!". It's been fun to watch and experience. I know their bond will only get better.
I'm recovering well, the first two weeks were exhausting but now we are cruising, even venturing outside, to dinner, and Target. It's hard, but easier at the same time. It's been blissful and exhausting as well.
We are all just enjoying each other and this new little spirit in our home.
Welcome to the world Hayes...we are so happy your ours!
more pictures of life (at home) to come