Happy Birthday Cousin Moriah

Uncle Kevin and Emme playing with all the cool toys.

My dad and my cousin Moriah share the same birthday February 28th. This year my cousin was having a "sort of" surprise 39.999 birthday. I wasn't sure if I was going to make it considering I only had a baby two weeks ago but I don't get to see my dad's side of the family too often and I didn't want to miss the chance. Besides Baby Jack had to meet the fam! Also I am still not allowed to drive so it was another great excuse to get out of the house. My dad came up early and took Emme to music and then we had lunch together. We all piled into his new minivan for the trip out to Manhasset. We had a blast and can't wait to get together again. Best of all my cousin Leigha and her husband Kevin (who were not present!!) had a baby girl this morning. Can't wait to meet Sophia!

Quick Update

Well I have been back to the doctor and the wound looks "good." I have no idea how anyone could say that but I guess since it isn't infected that is the good part. It is still 12 cm long and 6 or more cm deep in certain spots. Just plain gross. I feel so bad for Paul who has to endure me screaming as he pours peroxide into the wound and pull out the packed gauze every morning. He must love me a lot! Emme got her first view of the wound by accident because what two year old listens to you when you say go watch tv and she wants to play doctor. She wasn't fazed. I simply siad Mommy is ok. I just have a big boo boo on my belly. That is how Jack got out. It hurts sometimes but it will get better. She said ok and continued to "help." They are allowing me to make one small drive a day to pick up Emme. I am not allowed to lift her or Jack in his carseat so it is a pain in the neck, but at least I can get out. A small bit of freedom is great and keeping a routine for Emme is really great. She is doing much better and is really adjusting well.




I have a new manly binkie so leave me alone!

 

Also Emme was helping to change Jack the other day and spotted his penis. She asked what it was and I said it was his penis. (She knows all about parts and that she has girl parts.) I said only boys have them. So she was quiet for a minute and then she said "Jack have a penis... and Daddy has one too." She then rambled off at least 3 or 4 other male members of the family and told me that they have them too. I must say excellent inferencing skills for a two year old. I can only imagine what she says at school.

The Pinky Binkie

I just had to post this. I absolutely HATE the color baby pink. I don't know why I just do. Before Emme was born I ordered her cool pacifiers with her name on them and Marianne bought her some pink newborn binkies. I was so desperate to keep her quiet and get some sleep we used them with Emme. Unfortunately after a few days Emme kept spitting them out and would get so upset she would scream. It was useless trying to jump up and get to her before her meltdown would start as soon as I heard the binkie pop out. So Emme never ended up using binkies after that. She is a solid thumb sucker! I threw them in a box when I packed up her stuff and then the other night when Jack would not settle back down I dug them out, washed them off and offered it to him. Talk about love. He loves his pinky binkie. I have slept, Paul has slept and Jack has slept. What more can you ask as parents of an almost two week old. My mom and sister keep telling me they are going to buy him some manly binkies but from the picture above I don't think he really cares what color it is as long as he can have it. By the way he HATES the swing and you can clearly see he is tolerating it probably because of his pinky binkie.

Jack's First Restaurant Visit

Jack slept through the whole meal!

Paul went back to work today so my dad took the day off to come and help out and pick up Emme. We snuck out and had lunch at one of our favorite places and then went to pick up Emme from school. We are trying to keep as normal of a schedule as possible for Emme since she is having a little bit of a tough time understanding her "place." I am glad I was able to go and pick her up because that is part of the "normal." I don't know how easy that is going to be without permission to drive but we shall see.  

Staples Removed Today........

........and my entire incision opened up. 

I had a c-section, was mentally prepared, recovery was supposed to be much better since I knew about it and it was sort of planned. So what happened? The doctor said it isn't uncommon for incisions to open up. I never heard of it before but after asking around at a few mom groups it does happen. The doctor explained she cut on the same scar I had from Emme since it is more beneficial to have only one cut on your uterus instead of more than one cut in different areas. So what happened was that the incision had been oozing a little- not uncommon and then two nights ago I jumped up from bed because I thought I forgot to feed Jack and he was crying ( I did not forget- sleep deprivation was fooling my head) and I felt something pop in my incision. I inspected it and saw that a staple was missing?? So this morning the doctor removed the staples and then found the missing one- it had twisted under the incision and was inside it. Then the whole incision slowly opened up and she was like "You have a huge hole in you abdomen- Your incision opened up" She said I have to show it to you so you understand. The feeling was surreal. I had no emotion until she said it could take weeks to heal and I couldn't drive. Nor should I go anywhere or do much of anything. I started bawling. I guess taking care of my two year old was to be put on the side for a few weeks. Then she showed Paul how to clean and pack it because it was up to him to take care of it everyday until my next appointment. They poured peroxide into the "gaping hole" and packed it with gauze, covered it and I was good to go. Thank goodness it didn't hurt. She did a great job of killing all my nerves when she did the c-section. Then she said she was leaving for Turks and Caicos for a vacation. HA!

I Found My Thumb!

I know it was by mistake but it was amazing. He stopped crying immediately. Too bad it was short lived. Some day........ 

I love to pat my Baby Jackie!

Emme loves her "Baby Jackie." She started calling him this all on her own. All she wants to do is "big hug and kiss Baby Jackie" and "pat him." She must think he is like a dog because she pats him ever so gently on his "furry head!" Transitioning is getting better with Emme. She is still having a tough time getting dropped off at school. She cries and wants to come home. Her schedule at school changed also so she is there less but I guess knowing I am home with Jack doesn't amke it easier.

Tomorrow I go to get my staples out so hopefully things will go well. No pain but the incision is still oozing a bit.