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It has been two months since my last post. My life has been turned upside down and I love everything that little boy has brought. Landen is the best thing (besides my husband and step daughter and family) that has ever happen to me. I think about him all day long and since I have been back to work, I can't wait to pick him up and just hold him all night.
A big part of me wishes that I stayed home with him but then part of me likes having my own identity with my job. There were times during the 8 weeks at home that I got restless and needed some adult interaction. I also like having the second income for security reasons. But man I would love to play with Landen and watch him grow and be able to see all the firsts for myself instead of possibly hearing about them from the sitter.
My mom is watching him 2 days a week and I am really happy she is taking on this adventure. She is so in love with him and it makes me feel so at peace. I never in my wildest dreams thought that being a parent would be this emotionally consuming. I knew I would love him and want to protect and provide for him. The feelings I have are so much more than that.
Just a little update on the little man. Landen was born on May 11, 2010 at 9:53 a.m by way of c-section. Jeff and I went to the doctor on the 10th to have an ultrasound because I was over my due date and I hadn't gone into labor. The tech doing the ultrasound said the baby was registering 11 lbs 11 oz. Jeff and I were in total shock because I wasn't that big. My doctor told me that they were going to schedule a c-section for the next day.
A c-section was the one thing that I didn't want. The rest of the day I was so nervous and excited at the same time. I didn't want someone cutting me open but then I knew I would have my baby boy in my arms that day.
Jeff and I went early to the hospital and got prepped for the surgery. In the operating room, Jeff wasn't allowed in until they had given me my spinal. I was already somewhat drugged and I freaked out when they stuck me with that needle. I was bawling and couldn't seem to stop. When they stuck me with the needle, I sat up a little (which is really bad) and caused them to have to do it again. By the time Jeff was allowed in the room my pulse was racing. I couldn't seem to calm down. All the smells and people running around and anticipation of the baby I was about to meet made me freak out even more.
But Jeff was there to calm me down and he was able to see our baby boy take his first breath. I should say our little man because Landen came out weighing 11 lbs and 22.5 inches long and hasn't quit growing since.
I take him to the doctor on the 15th for his 2 month check up and shots and I know they will tell me he weighes 15 pounds and is 24.5 inches long. But he is so precious and perfect. About a month ago he started to smile and laugh and every time he does those things, my world is perfect.