Brandon Owen Conrad was born via cesarean section, Tuesday April 18th, 2006 around 10:10pm.
The first thing I said when I took at look at him was, "He looks funny." Yeah, I seriouly did. Lee was able to be with Brandon while he was being cleaned up, weighed, measured, and fed. Lee captured the first moments of life. They are all here recorded on on our camera. Lee loves to show them off everytime we have someone drop by. And we have added others since then. Mommy and daddy holding Brandon and we even captured his first hiccups. (Aw!) Yeah, and he's had them at least 10 times since then. Poor little guy. And there's nothing I can do take them away.
Bringing Brandon into this world did not go how I planned, but he is healthy and eats like the "Cookie Monster". You know, the good Cookie Monster. The one that just eats cookies. And for an added bonus, he is a quiet baby. He does not do a whole lot of wailing. Only when he is being changed (Oh, the trauma! A clean bum!) and, when his clueless parents are interpreting his signals all wrong. He scowls just like his mother. It's true. But he smells nice. To me anyway. I just love to cuddle him. I bet he likes that too. See, I knew little boys liked to cuddle. (See first Blog)
Not much to tell after that. I could talk about the some of the crappy nurses I encountered at the hospital and how I stayed up all night to cuddle my son cause I thought the nurses were not that helpful. "And I don't give a shit about it being busy or the fact that you are short staffed. My baby is crying for me, I can't get to him cause I can't move. I need you to come help me." Yeah, it is very frustrating being 2 feet from your son, when he needs you and you just can't cross that distance to get to him. (Sigh!) I don't want to think about that anymore.
The family has been home since Friday night. The visitors have been coming by slowly. Thankfully! We did not want to be bombarded with guests. So, anyone wanting to come by, CALL FIRST! You will not wake the baby. But you might wake me. You do not want to visit a cranky Mary.
The sleepless nights are truely...sleepless. I hear my child wimper and I wake up instantly. Lee, does not. He is dead to the world. Damn him!
You know, diaper changing isn't really that bad. I wouldn't say I am an old pro or anything, but it's getting to be a quicker job each time I do it. I enjoy taking care of him and feeding him and cradling him. As tired as I get sometimes, I don't want to put him down. But then I must do what is best for everyone and put the baby down and then myself down, so I am not a zombie.
Today, was my first trip away from Brandon, since he has been born. He was left alone with daddy for a few hours. L and T took me out shopping for some nursing bras other essential post-baby things. And of course, I called after about an hour to check on my two boys. They were fine. Brandon even fed while I was gone on some milk that I pumped just before I left. Lee handled it fine. I was just ultra-paranoid. L and T were very sympathetic while I wimped and cried and talked to Lee. I think they understood my baby-blues. It was nice to walk about and chat and kinda put baby aside for a bit.
Okay, I must go and get some rest while my son is resting. I will Blog again sometime. I can't say when. I don't know when I will be mobile enough to get down the stairs and check my Blog. But I will send Lee down and he can update it for me. So please add comments, I would love to hear from all of you.
