Well September 21st has come and gone and we have a beautiful new baby boy to show for it. Peter Wilson Craig was born at 8:56 AM at Piedmont Hospital. He weighed 8 lb 4 oz and was 20 inches long. He has brown hair and I think he has brown eyes too but sometimes they look blue. Yeah, I know that's a big difference but he doesn't open his eyes much. I absolutely love this baby. He is so adorable and I have waited 9 long months for his arrival. I am overjoyed for him and I praise the Lord for the bountiful blessings that he has poured out on our family. Below is our very 1st photo with him. I'm still in surgery but they let Chris come over so I could see him.

My experience at the hospital

Things at the hospital went well. The funny thing about delivering in a hospital is that they have all these funny rules. It would have been nice to have gone home sooner just because of their rules. They had to check Peter's blood sugar before each meal for 24 hours because of his high weight. So he would wake up, we would call for the nurse, they would take their time, do the test and by then he would be back to sleep and not interested in eating at all. The other annoying thing is when he was in the nursery, they were required to bring him to me for a feeding every 3 hours. So in the dead of night while he was dead asleep, they would bring me this baby who I could not wake up for food for the life of me. So I would just hold him for 10 minutes and then I would call the nurse back and say "He wasn't hungry. I will try again later". So then an hour and a half later, a nursery worker calls me and says "I know that you said no pacifier and no bottle but he has been crying really hard and we don't know what to do" To which I respond, well he didn't eat at 3 AM so I could feed him now. And they said "Yeah your nurse mentioned that he didn't eat last time". Hmmmm, it seems like it would be intuitive that he is now hungry. My nurses were equally as annoying. They would come in the middle of the night while I was asleep to give me some random pill, then they would come in half an hour later to take my blood pressure, and then half an hour later for something else. And every morning at 7 AM, they would introduce me to that day's nurses. Um, yeah, I really don't care who my nurses are at 7 AM while I am sleeping. Can they introduce themselves when they check on me again (which was inevitably at 7:30 AM)? Nooo, they can't. The night nurse always has to introduce the day nurses. I am beginning to see why some of my friends prefer birthing centers.


My first week at home

Well, things have definitely been different than the last time I had a baby. Recovery has been great. I attribute this to not being on mag sulfate, not going through labor, and not having general anesthesia. Things are also different because now instead of just having a newborn baby, I also have a almost three old to contend with. It's been a little difficult. Peter's main sleep stretch is from about 9-10 AM to about 2 PM. So that kind of makes "sleep when the baby sleeps" a difficult concept because we have an Andrew bear running around. I don't think Andrew has quite adjusted yet either. He has been quite difficult with his behavior and the hard part is that he is acting like such a Daddy's boy that I know it will be hard when Chris goes back to work. It may be harder on Andrew than it is on me. Last time Chris had paternity leave, I would completely start bawling anytime someone mentioned Chris going back to work. But this time, I think I may get a little teary eyed but it is because of the absolute fear that I have of the situation. Peter wants to be held constantly. I'm pumping and bottle feeding and Andrew wants nonstop attention. I am not quite sure how I am going to cope except to continually pray.