The polar bear arrived on Easter Sunday. Not without first putting Mommy through 17 hours of labor that ended in a c-section though. Apparently there was a reason I was so large – my baby was so large! Pbear weighed in at 10 lbs, 8 oz!! The doctor said that even if I had been able to get her head out (and I tried, for 2 glorious hours), I never would have gotten her shoulders out. Yay. I was told that if we have more children to not bother trying a VBAC. I asked the doctor at my 2 week follow up appointment why they couldn’t have told in the first place pbear was too big? After all, I had been measuring big for at least the last 10 weeks of my pregnancy. Wasn’t that a sign? Don’t they have ways of determining how large a baby is before it is born?
I will spare you the details, but those 3 and a half days in
the hospital were the most physically humiliating days of my life. It was such
a welcome relief to come home. And pbear has been a VERY easy baby. Sure, I
could complain, but overall, she is awesome. We are very lucky, and very much
in love with her.
It is amazing to me how people react to a baby. We have
gotten a gazillion baby gifts – we didn’t get half this many gifts when we got
married. I think partly it is because we had a girl, and who doesn’t like
buying little girl clothes??? I think if we had a boy, we would have gotten a
lot less. But it will be at least a year or two before we need to shell out our
own money on clothes for her. We have also had a ton of visitors, and every
photo we put up online has gotten a ton of likes and comments. We are trying to
be sparing in our “overly obsessed parents” Facebook posts, but people keep
asking us to put up more updates and pics. I just don’t get it. But I will
comply, because I love looking at them too!
