I’ve been redoing this post over and over again to keep you updated on my pregnancy… well, too late now! Introducing Mathias, my son

He was born on May the 7th at 6:17 PM, two weeks early though I’m sure he would have stayed longer snuggly in my wombs!

He weighted 9 pounds 6 ounces, measured 22 3/4 in (the nurse measured him 3 times cuz she thought she misread the size!).

He was delivered by C-section after 36 hours of induced labor. It’s funny how saying this now seems like a breeze. My mind has almost forgotten all that I have been trough, thank god! Chéri keeps saying to me the same thing and also wishes his mind could forget…!

After 4 days at the hospital, we were back home and could finally sleep and relax. Mathias had hypo-glycemy and a jaundisse while we were there, plus I had to get well enough to walk (yay for pain medicine!). But we are all well now and regaining our health back, including chéri who lost a whopping 10 pounds in 5 days with the stress! I joke with him that he didn’t suffer from a sympathetic pregnancy, but a sympathetic labor!

I won’t go into the gore details of my labor Anyway, as I said, I’m forgetting slowly the bad parts. But I had some funny part, like my aunt saying to me: Now don’t be granola and take the epidural when it’s unbearable (which I did, after 16 hours. I just wanted to sleep. And I’m not granola, FYI. ). Also, we went to the hospital because I though my water broke (wich they did); when the doctor examined me to check if indeed my water had broken, they really-really did brake then, my sister (who assisted at that scene) said to me that it was like a river had gushed out (ok, that’s a bit gore, but funny!)! A river preceded my son

So now it’s the becoming a mom part, which is actually the simplest thing for me. I had NEVER changed a diaper before Mathias’ nor worry so much over the sleep of someone. The first night was hell, as his sounds and silenced moments kept me awake all night. We are also leaning the joys of nursing, Mathias and myself. T’was tough at the beginning, but we’re getting the hang of it. The key I learned is to give yourself the time you need to process it all, you can’t rush anything.

So now it’s kisses on my son’s cheeks, relaxing with Chéri (he is on his paternity leave, so it’s a 5 week at home stay, which is awesome!) and just enjoying every moments I have with our family.