I've been meaning to write this post about Oliver for 14 weeks now. Ha! Wow. Well that 14 weeks went both simultaneously super fast and super slow. Oliver was born on May 28th in what was probably the easiest delivery I could have ever imagined. I woke up at 1:30am with 4-5 minute apart contractions. By 6:30am we were on our way to the hospital and by 4:28pm Oliver was born! I handled the pain 1 million times better than I did with my labor with Finley and I only pushed for a half hour (& didn't throw up! Woohoo!). And when they put that little bundle on my chest crying his little eyes out, that feeling of complete and total love that every new mom experiences just overwhelmed me once again and I knew it really is possible to love the second one as much as the first. Ollie is just the sweetest and cutest little guy with a meatball head and a chicken body. But I have to say that I was not expecting the first two months with this little man. Everything had been so easy the whole pregnancy besides crazy morning sickness. My delivery was easy and my recovery was a cinch. But within a week of being home from the hospital I was dealing with some unexpected postpartum and Oliver was full on colicky. He would scream all day. Like literally, ALL DAY. I just walked in circles around our house shushing and singing and rocking him for hours and hours. And it only seemed to get worse everyday. This went on for a good month and a half. Finally after multiple trips to the doctor they said he had really bad reflux that was damaging his esophagus and started him on Zantac. It still makes me so sad when I think of how much pain he was in from the reflux. My poor little guy. :( But I would like to take this moment to personally thank the makers of Zantac for this wonder drug. Within two weeks he was a new baby. Smiling and cooing and SLEEPING!! Oh wonderful sleep, how I love you!!
The postpartum took a little longer to get under control. I've never had this kind of anxiety before. I would literally just sit on the edge of the bed and watch him sleep for as long as I could keep my eyes open every night. I was anxious about everything, super on edge and really weepy. With Finley I had the baby blues for like a day, so I was totally not expecting this. But thankfully I have a super supportive husband and family and I've been back to feeling like myself again for a little while now. :)
I'm at that point where I can't even imagine our family without Ollie. I remember being a little nervous when I was pregnant about how much our family dynamic was going to change after almost 4 years with just one kid, but it's just 100 bajillion times even better. On the way home from the hospital with Oliver, Mike turned to me in the car and said, "I don't know Lit. I'm not sure if our family is complete yet. I think we might need to have one more." and I looked at him like he was a crazy person with a death wish saying that to his wife who just gave birth 3 days before. Lol! But now, I think he miiiiiight have just been on to something. Babies are awesome!! ;)
My completely amazing friend Katie of Katie McMenamin Photography photographed Oliver's birth. I feel I have to say here that I was a little nervous about having Oliver's birth photographed, but I am SO happy I did. The photos she captured just mean the world to me. She put together a little slideshow that you can check out here if you're interested:
And I also want to share a few photos my amazing friend Leah of Brewer Images took of Oliver in the hospital that I absolutely ADORE. Look at those cheeks!!:
And last but not least, so that you believe me when I say he is a little happy guy now, here is a little video I captured of his first laugh the other week. I just love this baby so much!