In two weeks Christa went from 7 lbs 14 oz to 8 lbs 12 oz. She went from 21" to 21.5" long. Her head went from 13-3/4" to 14-1/2" in circumference. I question that last one. Weight is 62%, Length is 87% and head is 72%. She's right where she needs to be.
Found out today that New Guy (aka my maternity replacement) was fired. He didn't even last a whole month. Awesome. I guess that's job security for me right? I'm also flattered that I've made it work with my crazy boss for 8 years considering no one seems to be able to tolerate him for very long. Neat.
For as long as I can remember, my dad was part of a Dodgers ticket pool where he would pick tickets to distribute at work. A perk of being the owner of our company was that he could pick a game just for my birthday. It's a tradition that has spanned my entire life as far as I'm concerned. Yesterday my other boss, the uncrazy one, asked me if I would like to take over for my dad and make the picks, taking a set of tickets as a "thank you." I guess this means my birthday game tradition can continue but it also made me bawl. I really fucking miss my dad.
Speaking of my dad, Casey always called him Papa. Right now my uncles from Germany are visiting and Casey is calling them "The Papas." I'm pretty sure it's because they have goatees but it doesn't really matter the reason because it melts my heart. My uncle's husband, Hubertus, couldn't be more worthy of the title "Papa" and has a very special connection with Casey. It's real sweet and I just couldn't be more thrilled that Casey has a couple stand-ins to maybe fill a little bit of the void my dad left.
I'm sure I have discussed here that I'm a hockey fan. It's been a long time since I attended a game or even watched one on TV but I sure like it when I get to be a part of it. I had read an article in the Entertainment Weekly a long, long time ago about an unexpectedly good hockey movie called Goon but never got around to seeing it until we pulled it up on Netflix this week. It's a story of a not-so-smart bouncer - played by Stiffler - who really has no "thing" in life other than a thick skull and an ability to dole out and take a punch like a champ. His buddy - Jay Baruchel - is a hockey fan with a sports public access TV show who takes him to a game where he gets into a fight with a player. This leads to Stiffler becoming a not very good hockey player but a good fighter on the ice. Basically, the whole movie is building up to have him fight Liev Schreiber's hockey playing tough guy who is on his way to retirement. It sounds very basic and not very good but Stiffler is a real sweet and innocent dummy who falls in love along the way as his hockey career develops. I laughed a lot at the hockey announcer and Husband and I both really liked the movie a lot more than we thought we would. Just thought you should know in case you are looking for a random flick to kill some time that has a cast of recognizable faces and a none too shabby storyline.
Miss Christa is two weeks old today. She doesn't do very much but she poops and pees like a champ and can't seem to get enough of the boobie. We've been out and about almost every day, just small trips here and there to run errands. She sleeps most of the day and seems to do okay at night so far. I'm up about every 2-3 hours to feed and change her. Sometimes a bit more, sometimes a bit less but I don't feel nearly as exhausted or frustrated as I did the first go 'round of this whole parent-of-a-newborn thing like I did with Casey.
We took her to get weighed last Wednesday and she'd gained back every pound she'd lost since she was born so that was great. We go to the doctor again tomorrow for her 2-week checkup. I can't believe how quickly time is going by. I'm really enjoying maternity leave this time around and have zero desire to go back to work even though I really miss having a grownup job to do that doesn't require feeding or changing someone. Husband has been off work and Casey has been going to daycare which is really best for everyone. Casey gets the attention and stimulation I just can't give him with a baby stuck to my chest every two hours. Husband and I get some quality time together that we've been seriously lacking for the last six years of him living in San Diego.
"Tuesday's child is full of grace" applies for both my babies it seems. We got home from the hospital on Thursday at noon and it's been a pretty smooth transition so far. Betty is on duty watching her and protecting her. Casey wants to hold her toes constantly and will remove her socks just to see her "tiny toadies." He's trying to be a good helper with diapers and putting her clothes in her hamper and things like that. She's a good sleeper and hardly cries, mostly just will let out a tiny "Ah!" when she's hungry. She grunts more than anything. At night she wakes in 2.5 hour intervals and seems to be a good pee'er and pooper with a hearty appetite.
We've been doing very well in the breast feeding department. She latched on right after she was born and has done well ever since. The day after she was born she didn't eat for almost the whole day but had a steady soiled diaper and seemed to be spitting up amniotic fluid so there was little concern. On the 21st we took her for her first pediatrician visit and she was down to 7 lbs 14 oz from 8 lbs 5 oz and the doctor was quite impressed with her only having a slight weight loss. She's 48% in weight and 87% in height right now. We go back tomorrow for another weigh in. I call her the boobie badger because of the faces she makes when she goes to eat. I call her Stink most other times because she just has a look on her face at all times like she disapproves - I think it's the down-turned corners of her mouth, just like Grandma Friday's.
As for me, I'm down to 199 lbs as of this morning. I'm feeling pretty good considering it's been a week since she was born without an epidural. And yes, I will continue to bring that up for a while. Here's my birth story:
On Monday night at midnight Casey was coughing so hard I called his pediatrician and she recommended the ER. He fell asleep shortly thereafter so we didn't go but no one really slept. Tuesday at 9am I had an appointment with the OBGYN and was still at 1cm just like Thursday. He stimulated my cervix/plucked my membrane - whatever you want to call it - and I was on my way with a plan to go back at 2pm to see if anything was happening. Husband dropped me off at home and took Casey to the pediatrician at 10am who then sent Casey for chest x-rays to rule out pneumonia. Goodness.
I was at home and having contractions half an hour after they left. Husband came home in time to have some lunch and we were back at the doctor at 2pm. Doc said I "looked different, like I was working" and determined I was at 3cm. He sent me to the hospital so I could get checked in and get my epidural going. A friend of mine is the head nurse at the L&D part of the hospital and she was helping me check in at about 2:30pm but there were seven other babies born that morning and there were no rooms! Just like Mary and Joseph and baby Jesus. Ha!
I spent about an hour in the hallway, laboring in a wheel chair and laughing with Husband about it until they got us into the delivery room. My contractions were rapid and strong and I requested the epidural a lot of times but was told I needed to wait on blood lab work. The hell? Contractions were coming so fast I had to get a shot to slow them down so they wouldn't hurt Christa. Next thing I know I'm being told the doctor would be there in 10 minutes because I would be having the baby (without an epidural). Never in my life have I known pain like that. It was like I was making up for not feeling a thing with Casey.
Know what I don't know how to do? Push a baby out. They kept saying to imagine I was pooping but I don't poop with my kneecaps near my earlobes. Sorry! I was sort of reprimanded for not keeping the air in my lungs as I pushed but I kind of needed to expel the air to scream and curse lest I die. I don't think I pushed for more than 15 minutes, maybe about 6 strong pushes. I told Husband I felt like I was pooping and he said I did. Twice. And then she was born. And the pain subsided. Doc never had a chance to put on the surgery greens she came so fast.
I sure do like this little lady.