Happy 1 Month!

I feel like April was such a long month but at the same time I can't believe it's May already.
There have been a few issues that we've had to deal with that made things a little stressful, especially since it's new to us because Eggy never had these problems.  Poor Bacon has probably been to the doctor/hospital almost once a week.  The biggest thing has been his reflux.  The pediatrician put him on Zantac first, now Prilosec.  It doesn't really seem to be helping because he still spits up all the time, even if we're holding him upright or if it's been an hour after he ate.  Luckily, he's gaining weight and eating well.  His newborn clothes are pretty snug on him and he's in size 1 diapers now too.  At his last well baby visit last Thursday, he weighed 8 pounds, 9 ounces and he was about 20 3/4 inches long.  At that visit, the pediatrician also told me that Bacon's got torticollis where his head tilts to the right so now he has to go see an occupational therapist.  Sigh.  He's got such a nice round head too (yay for the c-section).  And Bacon has had to have his heel pricked numerous times because he still looks jaundiced but that seems to be okay.  And his baby acne totally flared up last week and hasn't gone away yet.  He's also got cradle cap.  So I feel really bad for him but I also feel fortunate because they're pretty minor issues.

I want to write a separate post about Eggy's feelings about Bacon but I just haven't had time.  (There's never enough time!)  But I will say that she does love him and has shown very little jealousy.  One morning, Eggy came out of her room and asked where Bacon was (he was sleeping in his crib in his room).  I told her that I took him back to the hospital.  And she was like, "No, but he's going to miss me." And she ran into his room to check.  I told her that we should take him back to the hospital because he cries so much.  And she started crying, saying "I don't want you to take him back.  I miss him!  I love him!"  Awwww!

Update: 2 Weeks, 2 Days

The first couple weeks we stayed at my parents' house.  It was such a big help.  And I think it was good for Eggy to have extra people around to give her more attention.  But now we're back home and Eggy appah went back to work this week so it's just been me home alone with the two kiddos.
At the risk of jinxing things, life with two kids has been... manageable.  Maybe because I thought it would be a lot harder?  But a lot of it probably has to do with the fact that Bacon really doesn't require much right now.  He just needs me for feedings and diaper changes and the occasional fussiness.  He sleeps most of the time.  It's actually Eggy who demands most of my time and attention.
I really missed her those first two weeks.  I mean, it's good that she wasn't super clingy to me.  Actually, she just wanted to hang out with her dad all the time.  But I still felt guilty for not being able to hang out with Eggy as much as I'd like.   At first, I just physically couldn't do much with her because I was still recovering from the surgery.  The first time I picked her up again it felt like she had gained ten extra pounds.

When did she get so big?

So it's only my second day alone with the kids but it's not too bad.  We'll see how things change once Bacon becomes more alert and needs more attention.  Fingers crossed.

Eggy meets Bacon

The first thing she said when she came into the hospital room and saw him?  

"Hi, Baby Bacon!"  

Giving little brother a kiss

Our family of four

More to come.  It's hard to find the time to blog, especially since we're back home and Eggy appah is back to work.  And it's either blog or take a nap.  I choose sleep.

Introducing Bacon!

April 8, 2012

@ 9:36 am

7 lbs, 2 oz

18 3/4 inches

Tired but happy.  Well, as happy as you can be when your newborn only sleeps in 15 minute increments his first night.  Let's hope we have a better second night. 

Before

Nice to meet you!

After

If all is still well, we get to go home tomorrow.  

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So... can you tell what Eggy's been digging these days?

My sister got her the rolling suitcase and the outfit from head to toe is from her GooGoo.  She loves it so much that she didn't even want to take it off for her nap.  I think she looks so cute.  But the pink glitter from the dress that she leaves all over the house?  Not so cute.  

So yeah, her favorite show right now is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse on Disney Junior.  She makes us reenact scenes all the time with her.  And she's always singing random songs from the show.  

What the real song is supposed to be but I just don't have the heart to correct her.  Or tell her that it's Daisy, not Minnie, who's singing the the song.  

THREE!!!

It's been a long long day.  Actually, I think we celebrated Eggy's birthday the whole weekend.  So spoiled.  But I wanted to make sure she had a nice birthday since it'll be her last one as an only child.  Starting next year, she's pretty much going to have to share her birthdays with Bacon since they'll only be a week apart.  

Anyway, Eggy woke up this morning to a little surprise from umma and appah.  The girl loves her some balloons.  

A breakfast of cinnamon rolls

Spent the morning at the Aquarium of the Pacific (where she had her first birthday!) with a few of her buddies

After the aquarium and lunch, the hubs and I were exhausted.  And since Eggy didn't fall asleep in the car, I made us all take a nap together even though it was already past 3:30.  I don't think Eggy fell asleep until after 4:30 though because she kept wanting to play with the balloons.  After her nap, Eggy appah wanted to do a little photoshoot with all the balloons.  

And because I am lazy and it was getting late, we went to Wood Ranch BBQ for dinner where Eggy got yet another birthday dessert.  

I am in disbelief that my baby is three years old.  How is this possible?  But at the same time, there have been moments over the past few months where I've noticed how much Eggy is NOT a baby.  Not just because she tells us all the time: "I'm not a baby.  I'm a big girl."  Sigh.  And this fall, she's going to be starting preschool.  Preschool, people!!  If I didn't already have a second baby on the way, I'd totally have baby fever right now. 

Thank you Eggy for being the little amazing person that you are.  How we got so lucky I'll never know.  And even when you're being all dramatic and having diva attitude (you're three, not thirteen!), I still think you're pretty awesome.  I could not have asked for a better baby kid.  Just don't grow up too fast, okay?  I don't think your dad will be able to handle it.  We love you muchos!

35 weeks

I haven't been very good about blogging about Baby Dos.  In fact, I feel like I haven't done very much at all for this baby.  Poor second baby.  He's so going to have a complex.  Here we are about a month away and we still haven't decided on a name.  We've just been calling him Bacon.  I like it.  Even once he's given a proper name, we may still call him Bacon.
When I was pregnant with Eggy, I took belly pictures every week.  I signed up for those weekly pregnancy newsletter.  This time, no pictures at all.  Sometimes, I don't even know how far along I am.  When people ask, I just tell them I'm due in April.  I don't know if it's because it is the second child or because I'm lazy.  Probably both.
Ugh, is it because I'm older now or is it because I have a toddler to look after?  But this pregnancy is definitely more tiring.  I think I've gained the same amount of weight as last time but I just feel so much more uncomfortable.  My back is killing me.  But at the same time, I'm not in any hurry to get this baby out.  Because I know it's going to be a lot harder once he's here.
I had a dream a little while ago.  It's the only baby related dream that I've had for this pregnancy.  In my dream, I was getting an ultrasound, except it was like a video of the baby.  Anyway, he was huge.  Faaat.  He already had rolls on his arms and legs and a big belly.  He had chinky eyes and he was bald.  He looked like Buddha.  I remember I only had two baby dreams when I was pregnant with Eggy and that was that she was a girl.  And look how that turned out!  I really do not want to be having a 12 pound baby, even if I am having a c-section.
Speaking of, Bacon's official eviction day is April 8.  Yup, Easter!  Unless of course, he decides to come early which I bet he will.  Things never go according to plan.  The night before Eggy's birth, I jinxed us by saying to the hubby that I would end up giving birth on April 1 via c-section.  I was only supposed to go in that day so they could check my progress but they ended up keeping me there and inducing me.  (I was hoping that I could hold off until April 2 to be induced because I didn't want her to be born on April Fool's Day.)  Then, I ended up with an emergency c-section.  So this time?  Let's see... I predict that my water will break March 30 when I'll be sitting in a movie theater probably right at the climax of The Hunger Games.

Anyway, here is the one belly picture that I've taken this whole pregnancy.  (No, that is not a beach ball that Eggy is holding!)  This was actually taken a few weeks ago so my belly is even more swollen and bigger.  I might even have cankles, I'm not sure.  It's kind of hard to know when you can't see your feet.

Eggy and Bacon