Usually I'm pretty good at this update stuff. Ya'll know that. However, it's been a rough week. So here are some of the details and prayer requests concerning our new arrival.
Right now Keane is sleeping soundly, which is a first, details to follow. What a precious boy he is. I never thought I could love someone so much, instantly.
My water broke Sunday late afternoon after a nap. After doing everything twice and running around like headless chickens, we finally got out the door. Labor started right away, it was pretty hard for me. I had great aspirations about no epidural, but around four o'clock in the morning when I found out I was just reaching 4-5 centimeters, I asked for one to help me get a little rest. It didn't work. I had a double dose and could still feel just about everything. I remember telling John I would never do this again, and hitting him (not very hard) in the stomach when he told me to breath... and then giving him a hug. ;) I said that next time I was having a planned C-Section.
Anywho...Keane did come out, and boy, was it all worth it. What a beautiful thing that draws you closer to the Lord and deepens your relationship with the Creator.
Here is our struggle and I would ask you to pray. Remember my resolution to breast feed?? Well, it's not working out so far, and it's not Keane's fault. He has been trying and trying, only to find out he has probably been starving for the first days of his life. Coupled with having jaundice. I'm full of milk, but it won't even pump out (so far). He tries and then falls asleep because he is so tired, but being that he doesn't have a full tummy, it's not sound at all.
You Moms to be will find out just how painful it is to know your baby is in distress and you didn't know about it. It's awful.
The mid-wife came over today, and finally helped us figure out what was wrong. I would put him to the breast and he would cry and shake his head and almost say "mama", even though I know he doesn't know what he is saying. Through tears and fears, we have finally given him formula for the first time, how relieving it was to see him satisfied.
We don't want to completely give up on breast feeding, but I am so tempted 'cause feeding just stresses him out. Even at the clinic the nurses were telling me that I wasn't feeding him enough "he really shouldn't cry so much," they would say, and I would have just spent three hours trying to feed him.
Pray Pray Pray.