One week strong today
Changing every hour
At the speed of light
Mister Master Brew
You’re the caffeinated king
Morning starts with you
Part 1
Caffeinated dreams
Bring on the master liquid
My mind needs a boost
Part 2
Liquid energy
Red blood racing through my veins
Strong like rocket fuel
Part 3
Warm master liquid
Let me worship at your cup
Brew faster for me
Where ‘s the place you sleep?
Between the baby’s feedings
Quite, warm – Sleep Island
I’ve started to notice that in between the baby feeding that there are these little magical pockets of time. This is the time when he sleeps, usually an hour or three. I have been calling these little pockets of time sleep islands.
What a week and those three words believe me are an understatement.
I have had so many things running through my head since the birth of my son on Monday morning that I just want to write some of them down.
Let’s get started.
First off: sleep.
I honestly had no idea how bad it was going to be. I thought I could handle it since I don’t sleep that much, but I am here to tell you this, I was mistaken. The lack of sleep as I write this at 3:20 A.M. is something you just don’t know anything about until you have a newborn to take care. Feedings every two to three hours, crying and soothing, working off of his schedule, and diaper changes. It all adds up to sleeping no more than a few hours in spurts. Wednesday night my wife and I managed to get in a couple of good solid hours of sleep. I’m talking uninterrupted didn’t wake up until it was time to feed him sleep. We were staying at the local hospital birthing center and they have a nursery there. When we needed just a bit of shut-eye we would send him on down there so we could sleep. We didn’t do it that often because we couldn’t stand having him out of the room with us, but we were about to come home so we wanted to get all the sleep we could get while we had the help. I can’t believe how quick you fall into a coma when you do get to put your head down. It is also hard to wake up as well because your body just wants to stay in dream land. When you do finally get up you find yourself just nodding off at random times and your body just tries to shut down any chance it can. You also start hallucinating and seeing things that aren’t there. I even sat up the first night after I swaddled him while my wife slept and just watched him to make sure he was okay. I just couldn’t sleep while he slept. This has gotten better over the last few days, but even now as he rests in his pack and play I keep checking on him. I know he is fine and safe, but I just have to keep making sure.
Second: changing diapers.
So far so good for me. My wife had a c-section so she is recovering from that which means I have to take over on diaper patrol until she heals. It is just so much easier on her if I help out with this part of it. Right now it hasn’t been too bad, but once he starts feeding regularly the diapers are going to become a real challenge. I am glad I have the chance now to get used to it before he really challenges me.
Third: breast-feeding.
Who knew it was like this? Who knew it was this frustrating to watch? It should be easy, right, wrong. It is supply and demand so starting out you have to work him into a feeding schedule. This will tell the body how much milk to produce. The more he feeds, the more he gets. Sounds simple enough, but let me tell you, as a man, this is hard to watch my wife go through. She just has so many little things she has to do in order to get him to latch on. I’m not going into TMI territory here because I am sure all mothers have to go through this who breast feed. Not only is it hard for her to go through, but my son as well. He is hungry and trying to get his meal, but there just isn’t that much there. He’s crying and she’s trying, but it just doesn’t work instantly. It takes time. They actually have lactation consultants that help you learn how to breast feed. It is just that complicated and difficult a task to learn. Of all the things I have seen so far breast-feeding has to be the most frustrating one of all. I just don’t like seeing my wife and son struggle in such a way.
Fourth: swaddling.
When we were at the birthing center my son was swaddled with blankets, binding him tight like he was in the womb. It was always perfect when they brought him to us and it looked simple enough to do. You see, I had to break this swaddle in order to change his diaper. That meant I had to re-swaddle him myself and I learned quickly that I stink at swaddling. I was always worried the blankets yes there were two of them would come loose and cause him harm.
Fifth: support.
I can’t tell you how much we have been blessed with my parents and my wife’s parents being able to help us out in a moments notice. It really does take the pressure off when you just need a nap, a shower, or a bite to eat. Our Douala birthing coach has also been in our corner and her advice is greatly appreciated. I also have to give a shout out to Wake Med Cary’s Birthing Center – awesome place to give birth. They were great in their care, time, and attention.
I know some of this above may make it sound like becoming a parent is a chore to go through, but it really isn’t. Just to see him and to have him in my life makes it all worth it. I can’t tell you how I felt when I heard his first cry in the delivery room or I saw him for the first time. It is just something I will never forget and tonight as I approach what day is this? the end of this great week I know I wouldn’t change a thing. I am hooked on being a dad and I am looking forward to the challenges each day of his life brings.
Sunlight fading fast
Leaving embers in the sky
Day takes one last breath
Sky Fire 1
Grey storm clouds parting
Turning the sky into fire
Day ends in a blaze
Welcome to the world
My precious little baby
10 pounds 8 ounces
My son was born at 8:11 A.M. this morning.
As you can see he was a big boy.
That’s right folks my son was born this morning, September 17, 2012 at the time listed above. He weighed 10 pounds and 8 ounces and he came via a c-section.
Mom and baby are doing well after the birth this morning.
I tell you what folks. This is one of the greatest events of my entire lifetime. I couldn’t believe it when I heard his first cries and I saw him for the first time.
This is just an amazing day.
Today it was eight –
long and challenging hard miles
Splashing in the rain
Another Sunday and another run I didn’t think I had in me.
I have run 8 miles only three times counting today. I usually don’t like to go that far. I just felt like with the busy weeks ahead that this might be my only shot for a while. Surprising enough, it was rather easy, though I did have to run through one of the heaviest rain showers I have ever run in. I was soaked when I got home.
Well folks the big day is almost upon us. If all goes according to plan the c-section should be on Monday morning. I can’t believe all of our planning and prepping has come down to this. I can’t believe we are so close to welcoming our son into the world. I can’t believe so many things right now. Just keep us in your hearts and prayers as we move on to this next phase of our life. It will be challenging and it will be fun. I honestly can’t wait to get started on it.
Here are some pictures of the nursery and all the stuff we have received. A special thank you goes out to all those who have helped us along the way, either through gifts, support or both. It is appreciated.
By the way. I put together a lot of stuff and this turned out to be the hardest piece of all. I can’t believe what it took to get it assembled.
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Your Baby (replace the she for he)
One uncomfortable complaint of late pregnancy is frequent hiccups. No, not you, your baby. Because there is no air around your baby, when she practices breathing, it can cause amniotic fluid to get into her windpipe, resulting in those regularly spaced thumps that make you think you’re carrying a jumping bean in your belly. Other news this week:
The lanugo (an exotic word for soft, downy hair) that used to cover your baby’s body has mostly disappeared, but you may find a bit leftover on the shoulders, forehead and neck. Don’t freak and think you’ve given birth to a monkey: It’ll fall out soon.
The color of baby’s skin is changing from a red-pink hue to a white or blue-pink color (even in babes with dark skin). These changes are due to the amount of fat your little pudger is putting on. The circumference of your baby’s head and abdomen are about the same size now (though you may not be able to tell if your baby’s born with the common cone-shaped head!).
The placenta is lending your Mini antibodies that’ll keep him strong and healthy after birth. That said, it’s still a good idea to invest in that mega-size bottle of hand sanitizer.
At this point your little critter is about 19 to 20 inches long and weights about 7 pounds. That’s just around the size of a large rabbit. What’s up Doc?

It’s late.
Oh great!
Why am I up at this hour?
Do I not have the power?
To sleep
or
keep
the thoughts from my head.
So many things to think about,
as the day draws near.
I wonder.
I fear.
Father to be.
Yes, that’s me.
My son should be here soon.
How will my days be?
or
My nights like these?
I guess you can tell.
Random thoughts are rattling my head.
I will shut it down now,
though sleep seems so far away.
Warm master liquid
Let me worship at your cup
Brew faster for me
Part 1
Caffeinated dreams
Bring on the master liquid
My mind needs a boost
Part 2
Liquid energy
Red blood racing through my veins
Strong like rocket fuel
Running my butt off –
going for seven long miles.
Know what? I did it.
I haven’t done this distance since early May of this year.
Just happy to get back to it.
This Haiku was running through my head for most of it.
I love this cooler weather.
Well today (Saturday) we have the fourth and last baby shower before the baby is born. We have been talking about a possible C-Section and yesterday (Friday) we found out that it was necessary. The baby is measuring very large and he is currently sideways so that made our decision with getting the C-Section a lot easier. We really had no choice. It wasn’t a want to or not want to, but a have to. We scheduled it for Monday the 17th of September.
Keep mom to be and baby to be in your hearts and prayers as we move on to this very important date – which I know is one of the biggest of my lifetime and mom to be’s lifetime.
That’s it for the week.
Your Baby
Your baby’s intestines have accumulated a considerable amount of meconium (the code name for black, tar-like baby poop), which is usually eliminated shortly after birth and gives you your first experience with the 100-wipe diaper change. Here’s what else is up:
Your baby might just scratch herself in the womb as the fingernails have grown over the fingertips now. Resist painting them hot pink when she arrives.
Baby’s lungs continue to mature and her brain and nerve function are working better every day. The latter two will continue to mature until Junior is a teenager, at which point she’ll know it all (or at least she’ll think she does).
Your baby weighs about 6½ pounds and is around 19 or 20 inches long—as long as a duffle bag (in case you needed an excuse to go shopping for a new bag for your labor gear).
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