another one bites the dust...
heh. what a title for a post about my baby's eighteenth birthday, eh?
i can't believe it's been so long ago that he was so tiny! and then again, it seems like eons...
pay no mind to that big-nosed gal with all the hair and the goofy look on her face. she has no clue what she's doing.
i went to a 'local' ob with corey. well, local as in 'next town over'. there weren't any good ob's here at that time. anyhow, the ob i had was scared snotless of me, but he muddled through the best he could. i mean, really. he did do his best and i appreciated that about him.
the whole hospital experience, though? well, that i really coulda done without. i dunno if the staff was as clueless about diabetics in general or just recently-pregnant lactating ones. GAH! i had iv insulin, then fluids and then two other meds that I can't quite recall... one may have been my long-acting insulin and the other maybe um... antibotics. something like that... anyhow, i had a total of three iv pumps (big ol' computer boxes that gave the iv meds at specific rates & times) mounted on two rolling poles. it was hard for me to really hold corey while i was in the hospital with all that crap on me and forget any 'rooming in'... that was unheard of back then.
he weighed 8 pounds 11 ounces and was the biggest baby in the nursery except for some 11-pounder who was delivered naturally but thankfully that one went home in a couple days. (we were there a week!) and so corey was once again the Biggest Baby in The Place and a marvel to all who passed by.
*sheesh*
so extremely, unbelievably long ago...and now? now we have this...
actually, since i was so bumfuzzled when casey's birthday came, i'm going to showcase some of his cutiepieness too.
casey also held the title of Biggest Baby in the nursery most of the time he was there... this time we were in a bigger hospital in a much, much bigger city. lol!
he earned the nickname "bruiser" because when he woke up hungry, needed a diaper changed or was just generally unhappy in any other way, he'd scream and squawl and rock the bassinet so much that soon the nurses learned to always "make sure Bruiser's crib is locked down." lol! i swear! they told me so... every single time they came rushing him into my room! lol!
rooming in was the in thing this time around AND i had NO iv's after the first day. if i'd had any clue at all that travelling the distance (80+ miles) would make THAT much difference, i'd have done it the first time! i was so much more at ease (helps to have knowledgable staff caring more about your needs than the sacred rule book, kwim??) anyhow... i was out this time in 4 days instead of 6 which made everything nicer since i had another little man at home anxious to get his hands on his new little brother.
see? whad i tell ya?
so here we are... from 9 pound 7 ounce chubby-cheeked wiggle worm to this::
well, no more chubby cheeks. ha ha ha! that's all i got to say about that.
Happy Birthday to my boys. i love you more than you know.