May 13th, Mother's Day

I never imagined I would be holding my baby boy in my arms on Mother's Day. But at 10:04 Sunday morning, he was born! The perfect gift- to become a mother on this day. 7 pounds, 20 inches of perfection.

 He came on such a special day-early! I am so grateful he is healthy. He would have been born today (May 31st) and it's so weird because he is 2.5 weeks old and a whole pound and 2 ounces heavier than his birth weight.

He loves sleeping on mommy

When I first saw him, my first thought was, "What a miracle! That dark hair! Look at his tiny fingers and little mini human face- everything is so small and perfect!" Then the very next thought is, "How did this enormous creature fit inside of me?!!!!"

This is his signature face: puckered lips- he does this often

He had a little trouble breathing so they had to take him away and monitor him that first hour- Jay stayed with him during that time and I just held my breath, waiting for them to bring him back to me. When they finally did, I couldn't stop staring at the perfection of this child, my child; the one who had been inside of me growing and kicking my ribs and hiccuping everyday. You know it's the baby that was inside of you but then randomly I would feel something (maybe a gas bubble, maybe my uterus contracting and getting smaller) and I would think I was pregnant and holding my baby and would have to correct myself and say, "I'm not pregnant- the baby is out- in my arms!"

I think the thing that surprised me the most was Jay. I haven't really talked about his feelings on the baby during the pregnancy because honestly, he just did things because I wanted him to. He would act annoyed if I put his hand on my belly to feel the baby kick because it would usually take longer than one whole second. Then he would talk about plans for the summer and buying a truck that wouldn't fit a car-seat and I was trying to be understanding that it is a big adjustment and that he was probably just nervous and didn't want to feel like our relationship would change and that we could still do stuff together. I will tell you it was hard for me though because I would get so excited every time I would feel our little guy move or hiccup and it's all I could think about and talk about and to have your spouse feel kind of the opposite was hard for me.
BUT
Now that the baby is here I can say that I have never seen Jay so happy and excited and loving towards a little baby. He is so sweet and cute and he doesn't care about going all these places this summer and he says he will never buy a vehicle that wouldn't fit our little bundle. Jay actually said he was crazy for even thinking about buying a vehicle that wouldn't fit our bambino.  He is the most loving dad I have ever seen. He loves our kid and tears up just like me when looking at him. I know he feels so much love for the baby and am so happy he is the father of my child.  I guess some people are right that the loving and parenting begin for the mom once she sees the positive sign on the stick and then for the dad it begins once setting eyes on the baby and holding him for the first time.

Father and son: such perfect love

We are so blessed with this angel. I don't know how my heart hasn't exploded from love for this tiny human.

He is so sweet. Oh how I love him and his hair!

Coming up:
-Birth story- in detail.
-Weeks 37-40;)
-First weeks with my little monkey- sleeping (or lack thereof), diapers, breast-feeding.