The wee prince is now 6 weeks old and will be 7 on Friday. He’s totally perfect in every way which, as you know from my last post, is a huge relief as we were still waiting for a final brain scan to be sure things were really healed up.
I know you’ll forgive me for being remiss in my blogging because you’re all wonderful and realize how taxing a newborn is. I’m going to be trying to update once a week (or more) from now on so please feel free to poke me if I’m slacking.
Seth is hilarious. He has mommy’s gift for projectile vomiting, most of which has been aimed at my mother in law. He loves burping, sleeping, and riding in cars. At his last appointment he was 21.5 inches and 9 lbs 9.5 ounces. The dogs are totally in love with him (as are we all) and my AMAZING friend Shelly watches him for us three days a week because I am back to working as a photographer!
Thanks to being fired (for being pregnant) from the diner I got unemployment and was off my last month of pregnancy and got a 6 week maternity leave during which I was hired on the spot for a job working as a staff photographer. I’m very happy and it’s proof that the universe provides for those who are putting in their best effort.
Jake’s band has almost finished recording their album which will be available for purchase and download as soon as they’re finished mastering it. I think it’s going to do very well and will provide the link for access to it here! His band is called Friendly White Neighbors, they’re sort of an alternative indie sound blended with proto punk. It sounds complicated but it’s really just great.
I decided it had been too long since I lost an organ so I had a massive abdominal attack on Tuesday of last week and spent the night in the ER. Unfortunately we chose a Civil War era hospital that left me (literally) screaming in the waiting room for 4 hours, then told me they could find no cause for my pain and kicked me out with a prescription for Norco. I would like to point out that I have an exceptionally high pain tolerance so it wasn’t like I was being dramatic, it really was that bad. I couldn’t be more grateful for my Colorado family, Serena and David dropped everything they were doing to watch the baby so he wasn’t exposed to the nastiness of an ER waiting room. He won’t be vaccinated for another two weeks and if they hadn’t been able to watch him I wouldn’t have gone. I woke up yesterday morning with the same pain (but much milder) and Jake insisted on taking me to the ER again but this time we went to the same hospital where I delivered Seth (and also had my previous surgery 2 years ago). I walked in and was taken straight to a room. Within an hour I was diagnosed with a massively inflamed gallbladder and within 2 I was in surgery having it removed. The lesson here is never to go to the Penrose on Nevada, local friends, and instead go to Memorial North.
It was full of gallstones and apparently had a deformity that caused a complication so all my incisions are a little bigger than expected, which means I can’t hold my own baby for a few days. I also can’t get in or out of bed by myself and I’m hopped up on enough Norco to stop a charging rhino.
But, if it had to happen, this was the ideal week as my wonderful in-laws are in town visiting and Jake and I already had this week off! So again, something seemingly bad actually worked out for the best.
I designed two birth announcements for him and shared them on Facebook but here they are again in case you missed them! I made them both thinking I’d pick a favorite and discard the other but I can’t pick.