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Hey, don't you hate it when people go off and have babies and then don't have any internet access to post about it in excruciating detail? Yes? Me too! Of course, this time around I hate being the blogger who has no internet access. What do people do without internet?? I don't understand it.
Evelyn Linnea Yayer
born May 12, 2007 at 5:15* pm
8 pounds, 13.5 ounces
21.5 inches long
(You all know that because Carrie and M have kept you updated but it really feels like you can't start in writing about how you just had a baby without including the particulars, so bear with me while I make the almost-same announcement that has already been made, now with the addition of A NAME.) Right now, we are home safe and sound, and if not for a traumatic afternoon just before we got out of the hospital (traumatic for us. the baby's fine.) then we would be all smug and content about how HAPPY our baby is all the time. She cried and cried off and on for three hours, and then it was time to come home and she screamed the entire way downstairs and into the car and all the way home and well, her mama cried all the way with her. People in the hospital on the way out kept looking at me like they wanted to pet me, and then they would giggle and tell us that it stays pretty much like that for two weeks, there, have fun, yay! She has, however, been sleeping for hours after we got home and she ate a little bit, and now her granny is trying to wake her up a little bit so I only have a few minutes to write this.
Some notes.
1. C-sections hurt a lot. Give me a minute and I'll cry about having one of those, too. I had pretty much exactly the birth experience that I didn't want and spent nine months reading about how to avoid. Didn't help. I will write about that more some other time, but all I can say is that... she's perfect and she's here and what else matters? On the bright side, well. I guess I did manage to avoid an episiotomy? Taking comfort in the small things here.
2. But then the universe gave me a Gift, and Evelyn is all about the nursing. The other fear I've had was that breastfeeding wouldn't work out. I know plenty of people who have tried their hardest and it not work out. My milk is only partially in at this stage, but it is coming in and more than that, she knew what to do and expresses great joy in doing it. One of the thousand things I was thinking when they told me that I really needed to go have a cesarean was that it was just one more thing that would screw up the breastfeeding, as if I needed help at failing at it. I didn't even have the energy to say anything about it, though, because at a certain point you just have to give in and move on, you know. They brought her to me in the recovery room, handed her to me for the first time and she latched on like she had done it her whole life. Uh, that was a stupid thing to say. I guess she HAD done it her whole life. You know what I mean. Three nurses gathered to watch, and a few more came in later to exclaim about how well she/we were doing so soon. My nurse later on said that she had never seen a mom and baby take to it quite so well. I know that there is plenty of time for that to change, but right now, the breastfeeding has been fantastic and I am so thankful that it's so far so good.
3. I have started writing the full birth story but haven't had time to finish it. It will probably be a while, much as it usually is.
4. She is already a lot prettier than she was the first day. Pictures coming when I am not so worn out exhausted, or maybe M will post them.
5. Yeah, we went with the same name we have had picked out for a couple of months after all that sudden indecision. We're so silly.
6. My mom went home and rummaged around through her pictures to find the hospital picture of me as a baby. She kind of looks like me. And she has so much hair! I didn't see either of those things coming.
7. Thank you all so much for you lovely kind words. It will take me a while to catch up on anything that's been going on. I am so thankful to have the internet back.
*She was actually born at 5:12, both M and I think. I mean, I obviously was a little out of it but I could swear they said 5:12 when they first brought her out. The only thing significant about this information is that 5:12 on 5/12 is kind of funny. But we'll go with 5:15 if they want.
Evelyn Linnea Yayer
born May 12, 2007 at 5:15* pm
8 pounds, 13.5 ounces
21.5 inches long
(You all know that because Carrie and M have kept you updated but it really feels like you can't start in writing about how you just had a baby without including the particulars, so bear with me while I make the almost-same announcement that has already been made, now with the addition of A NAME.) Right now, we are home safe and sound, and if not for a traumatic afternoon just before we got out of the hospital (traumatic for us. the baby's fine.) then we would be all smug and content about how HAPPY our baby is all the time. She cried and cried off and on for three hours, and then it was time to come home and she screamed the entire way downstairs and into the car and all the way home and well, her mama cried all the way with her. People in the hospital on the way out kept looking at me like they wanted to pet me, and then they would giggle and tell us that it stays pretty much like that for two weeks, there, have fun, yay! She has, however, been sleeping for hours after we got home and she ate a little bit, and now her granny is trying to wake her up a little bit so I only have a few minutes to write this.
Some notes.
1. C-sections hurt a lot. Give me a minute and I'll cry about having one of those, too. I had pretty much exactly the birth experience that I didn't want and spent nine months reading about how to avoid. Didn't help. I will write about that more some other time, but all I can say is that... she's perfect and she's here and what else matters? On the bright side, well. I guess I did manage to avoid an episiotomy? Taking comfort in the small things here.
2. But then the universe gave me a Gift, and Evelyn is all about the nursing. The other fear I've had was that breastfeeding wouldn't work out. I know plenty of people who have tried their hardest and it not work out. My milk is only partially in at this stage, but it is coming in and more than that, she knew what to do and expresses great joy in doing it. One of the thousand things I was thinking when they told me that I really needed to go have a cesarean was that it was just one more thing that would screw up the breastfeeding, as if I needed help at failing at it. I didn't even have the energy to say anything about it, though, because at a certain point you just have to give in and move on, you know. They brought her to me in the recovery room, handed her to me for the first time and she latched on like she had done it her whole life. Uh, that was a stupid thing to say. I guess she HAD done it her whole life. You know what I mean. Three nurses gathered to watch, and a few more came in later to exclaim about how well she/we were doing so soon. My nurse later on said that she had never seen a mom and baby take to it quite so well. I know that there is plenty of time for that to change, but right now, the breastfeeding has been fantastic and I am so thankful that it's so far so good.
3. I have started writing the full birth story but haven't had time to finish it. It will probably be a while, much as it usually is.
4. She is already a lot prettier than she was the first day. Pictures coming when I am not so worn out exhausted, or maybe M will post them.
5. Yeah, we went with the same name we have had picked out for a couple of months after all that sudden indecision. We're so silly.
6. My mom went home and rummaged around through her pictures to find the hospital picture of me as a baby. She kind of looks like me. And she has so much hair! I didn't see either of those things coming.
7. Thank you all so much for you lovely kind words. It will take me a while to catch up on anything that's been going on. I am so thankful to have the internet back.
*She was actually born at 5:12, both M and I think. I mean, I obviously was a little out of it but I could swear they said 5:12 when they first brought her out. The only thing significant about this information is that 5:12 on 5/12 is kind of funny. But we'll go with 5:15 if they want.
