Appearances are Deceiving

Ethan may look calm and serene, but he's fooling you. He likes to scream bloody murder during diaper changes - to the point where he stops breathing. I guess that's farily common, but it still is very scary and I panic almost all the time . . . worried that he'll pass out. He's now added that scream to his baths and car rides when we stop at a light. So if we ran all the red lights and never stopped, he'd be just fine.

Ethan has arrived!

Ethan Michael Gerke was born on 3/13 at 8:05am. He weighed 9 pounds 11 ounces (turns out a c-section was the right choice since the doctor said his head wouldn't have fit through my pelvis without problems.

We've been home since Saturday and are doing well. I haven't had to change a diaper yet since I had a c-section and it's harder to move around . . . so Michael has done all that so far. :) He slept really good last night . . . from 9pm-5:30am - waking up to feed a few times and then going right back to sleep.

C-Section, here we come!

So the baby's head hasn't moved down yet and today it's resting on my hip, so the doctor needs to do a C-Section now . . . otherwise I risk rupturing my uterus if labor starts with him in the wrong spot. He still moves a lot, so he could move into position, but with only 3 days till the due date and he hasn't yet, he most likely won't.

So I had two options . . . #1 - tomorrow morning or #2 - thursday morning. I chose Thursday since I kinda panicked thinking I'd be going into surgery tomorrow morning - less than 24 hours away. I still needed to stock up on groceries, get things finished at work so I can pass them off without any stress, etc.

But now I'm going to be stressed about having a C-Section for 2 more days, so I should have just gone with tomorrow. Oh well.

So my baby boy will be born on his actual due date - I read that only about 5% of babies in the US are actually born on their due dates . . . but I don't think mine counts since I scheduled it.

We're going to WinCo tonight to stock up on groceries and then I'll do my best to clean up . . . can't really do too much myself since I can't bend over to pick anything up. And the kitchen is Michael's zone to clean, so I'll leave that for him.