We've been home from the hospital for a week, and Quin is eight days old today. It seems like time is flying for me; I'm already starting to have trouble remembering when I didn't have two little boys to take care of!
Quin had his first doctor's appointment yesterday. He weighed in at 6 lbs 5 oz (5 oz over his birth weight) and the doctor was pretty pleased by that. We also had his circumcision done yesterday - poor little guy! I feel guilty at times that we circ our boys, but at the same time, I've seen enough research to convince me that there is a medical reason for it, and besides, the agreement I have with Garry is that he makes those decisions for our boys, while I can make body modification decisions for any girls that we might have (earrings and the like).
Scooter went to daycare for a little while yesterday while we were at the doctor's office and seemed to have fun. I think getting him back into daycare next week will be a really good thing for him; he misses his friends and the routine will really help him out - he's one of those kids that just does better when he has a routine to follow. Plus I do better when I have a routine, so it should work out well for all of us. I can have some time to spend with Quin alone, and Scooter will have his friends in the mornings. Not to mention it's good practice for when I go back to work in January! We're seeing some increased separation anxiety with Scooter, and I would hate to keep him home with me non-stop until January, only to have to essentially throw him back into daycare again, with all the anxiety and misery that entails.
I'm doing well, all things considered. Pretty moody, but so far nothing more than the baby blues, I think. I'm watching myself pretty closely for signs of PPD since I'm so high risk for it, and so far all symptoms have been really transitory and easily resolved by taking a 5 minute timeout for myself. When the 5 minute timeouts stop working, I'll be calling the doctor to request some meds, since that's the first sign of a problem for me. Hopefully that won't happen, but I'm pretty well prepared for it, since I needed meds after Scooter was born to help control my moods.
Nursing is going awesome this time around! Scooter is starting to show a little interest in what I'm doing when I feed Quin, and I'm wondering if he will decide that he wants to try too. We'll handle that when it happens, I suppose. He doesn't seem to mind too much when I'm nursing Quin, so that at least is a good thing for us.
Quin will be waking up any time for a feed and a change, so I'm off to get ready for that! More pictures to come as soon as I get them downloaded from the camera!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Introducing Quinlan VanRanseler (aka Thumper!)
Well, it's official - Quinlan VanRanseler was born at 4:25 am, Monday, October 22! We came home from the hospital today and are getting our bearings as a family of 4 plus 1 dog. Quin's delivery was probably the easiest I could have imagined; he was born 13 hours after my water broke and only needed two good pushes! He weighed 6 pounds even and was 19 inches long.
We don't have too many pictures yet, but will be added more in the next few days. Here are a couple to tide everyone over for the time being.
More later - off to take a nap while both boys are sleeping!
We don't have too many pictures yet, but will be added more in the next few days. Here are a couple to tide everyone over for the time being.
More later - off to take a nap while both boys are sleeping!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Oops
I just realized that I haven't written anything in what feels like forever, so I figured I should probably update a little. I'm really trying to remember to keep up with this, and sadly I'm more consistent with this than I have been with other journals.
I'll be 38 weeks pregnant tomorrow - my God, where has the time gone? I feel like I just found out I was pregnant a couple of weeks ago! I can't believe that within a month I'll have a new baby boy - I'm both excited and terrified! Thumper is rolling around like crazy; he's so much more active than Scooter ever was! We have our next appointment tomorrow, at which point we'll find out whether I'm making any progress towards having this little guy. Part of me hopes that I'll have made some progress, and part of me doesn't want to spend the next few weeks in an agony of when like I was with Scooter. Nothing like spending three weeks in labour and progressing and hearing, "Any day now!" from the doctor, and then... nothing. I'd almost rather not have progress and then just suddenly go into labour, and be pleasantly surprised!
Scooter is doing well overall. He's moved his bedtime later; instead of going to bed by 6:30 he's insisting on staying up until 7:30-8, which is fun since I get to see him and spend time with him in the evenings, but the mornings currently suck! He's a little grouch every morning and doesn't want to get up/get dressed/go to daycare. Apparently he's fine once he gets to daycare, but it's a battle every morning now to get him ready. We still aren't very verbal yet, although I think it's really more of a choice on his part rather than an inability to talk. After all, why talk when you can point and shriek to get what you want? It's getting frustrating for all of us, and I'm hoping that he decides to start talking soon. It would be a nice change from the shrieking that we get from him right now when he wants to communicate.
The biggest news in our house is Carla moving out. She has decided to get a house with her boyfriend, and she will be moving the week before the 1st most likely. She's already begun to pack her things. Luckily most of what is in the house and in use belongs to Garry and I - 90% of the kitchen things, those sorts of things. We did go out Monday evening and buy new furniture, which will be delivered on Saturday - I'm excited to get it! I love getting new furniture! We still need to find a small breakfast table, and eventually we'll need to furnish the spare bedroom, but we've made a start on things. There are some other little things we need to buy to replace what she's taking with her when she moves, but not much. We'll miss having her around, but it's really for the best and time to part ways, I think. It was getting too stressful between all of us, the dog, the cat, and with Thumper almost here, it's a good time. We're currently working to cut our household expenses as the majority of my maternity leave will be unpaid, but otherwise not much will actually change, I don't think. Our little family's routine will largely stay exactly the same as it is.
Okay, once again, I'm rambling! I'm going to try and post a few new pictures this weekend, probably a belly picture and some of the new furniture and of Scooter.
I'll be 38 weeks pregnant tomorrow - my God, where has the time gone? I feel like I just found out I was pregnant a couple of weeks ago! I can't believe that within a month I'll have a new baby boy - I'm both excited and terrified! Thumper is rolling around like crazy; he's so much more active than Scooter ever was! We have our next appointment tomorrow, at which point we'll find out whether I'm making any progress towards having this little guy. Part of me hopes that I'll have made some progress, and part of me doesn't want to spend the next few weeks in an agony of when like I was with Scooter. Nothing like spending three weeks in labour and progressing and hearing, "Any day now!" from the doctor, and then... nothing. I'd almost rather not have progress and then just suddenly go into labour, and be pleasantly surprised!
Scooter is doing well overall. He's moved his bedtime later; instead of going to bed by 6:30 he's insisting on staying up until 7:30-8, which is fun since I get to see him and spend time with him in the evenings, but the mornings currently suck! He's a little grouch every morning and doesn't want to get up/get dressed/go to daycare. Apparently he's fine once he gets to daycare, but it's a battle every morning now to get him ready. We still aren't very verbal yet, although I think it's really more of a choice on his part rather than an inability to talk. After all, why talk when you can point and shriek to get what you want? It's getting frustrating for all of us, and I'm hoping that he decides to start talking soon. It would be a nice change from the shrieking that we get from him right now when he wants to communicate.
The biggest news in our house is Carla moving out. She has decided to get a house with her boyfriend, and she will be moving the week before the 1st most likely. She's already begun to pack her things. Luckily most of what is in the house and in use belongs to Garry and I - 90% of the kitchen things, those sorts of things. We did go out Monday evening and buy new furniture, which will be delivered on Saturday - I'm excited to get it! I love getting new furniture! We still need to find a small breakfast table, and eventually we'll need to furnish the spare bedroom, but we've made a start on things. There are some other little things we need to buy to replace what she's taking with her when she moves, but not much. We'll miss having her around, but it's really for the best and time to part ways, I think. It was getting too stressful between all of us, the dog, the cat, and with Thumper almost here, it's a good time. We're currently working to cut our household expenses as the majority of my maternity leave will be unpaid, but otherwise not much will actually change, I don't think. Our little family's routine will largely stay exactly the same as it is.
Okay, once again, I'm rambling! I'm going to try and post a few new pictures this weekend, probably a belly picture and some of the new furniture and of Scooter.
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