Whirlwind

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind!
We came home from the hospital Sunday night at 10:00. I had to stay an extra day since I tested positive for Group B Strep at 35 weeks. I think that may have been the cause of some complications yesterday. But more on that later…
My precious mother stayed with us for the first week. She helped me SO much, and I know Griffin must have felt much better knowing he was in capable hands. lol She taught me how to feed him, change him, hold him, nurse him, and everything else. I had rarely been around newborns or babies, let alone been in charge of one! She let me rest and recover while she kept Griffin through the night. She came and got me when he was ready to nurse. It was amazing. Not only did she teach me how to be a mother, but she also did the laundry, cleaned the house, did the grocery shopping, and had mini-photo shoots. My mother is wonder-woman! She left on Friday, one week after he was born. I cried. And cried. And cried. I was so sad.
This past week, I have fallen into my role as a new mom. Griffin has been a pretty easy baby, so he has made my job much easier! We had our first outing on Tuesday. It is difficult to plan outings around his feedings. I put him in what I call a “milk coma” and loaded him up in the car. We went to Rhea Lanas which is a bi-annual child consignment event. I got him a ton of cute clothes for summer for pretty cheap! I just hope he can wear 3-6 month clothes this summer. He is getting pretty big! I felt SO accomplished getting him out on my own. It was also my first time using his stroller. I must say, I like it a lot!
On Wednesday, Griffin had some projectile vomit going on. It scared me. So what did I do…? Well I called my mom of course!! Thank goodness it only happened once, but I began to play the worse-case  scenario in my head. It was awful. My mom tells me I am in for a lot of heartache….
Thursday was Griffin’s two week check-up. I enjoyed his appointment with his pediatrician. He answered a lot of our questions and was fun to be around. He said Griffin was strong as an ox and sweet as an angel. Griffin weighed nine pounds and eight ounces. All of the doctors and nurses call him a moose!
Thursday I began to cramp more and had heavier bleeding. I brushed it off thinking it was just part of pregnancy. I woke up Friday morning with barely enough energy to feed and change Griffin. I took my temperature and was not surprised to find that I was running fever. That with several other symptoms, I knew it was time to call my doctor. They told me to come in immediately. I had a melt-down. I thought for sure I was going to end up in the hospital. Thankfully that was not the case, but it was a close call. I was so unsure of what to do with my baby in this emergency. I couldn’t get ahold of Brandon because he was out of town working. I didn’t know how to get ahold of his dad or his mom. So what do I do…? I call my mom of course!! She came to save the day once more. I called her in tears, partly because I was still hormonal, partly because I was scared, and partly because I was hurting so bad. My doctor diagnosed me as having postpartum endometritis. Basically, I have an infection in my uterus. He said it was very rare to have this condition two weeks after delivery. Usually it occurs days after delivery and requires a hospital visit. However, since my came late, I was given an antibiotic to try before having to go to the hospital. Within 12 hours of beginning my medicine, I could tell a difference. I laid in bed all day and night. I think I got up maybe once or twice for a few minutes. My mom once again came to take care of Griffin, cleaned my house, did the laundry, and went grocery shopping. I felt like a new person today. It’s amazing what some medicine and sleep can do!
So that sums up our first two weeks with our sweet baby boy. There have been lots of tears, laughs, blow out diapers, spit-up, pictures sent via text messages, outfit changes, and so on. Griffin has already outgrown his newborn diapers and outfits. I can only imagine what the next two weeks, and beyond, hold for us. As long as my mom is on speed-dial, I’m sure we will make it!