In the throws of Motherhood

Brady Lawrence Brklacich was born on April 16, 2010 @ 4:22pm by Emergency C-Section. He weighed 8 lbs. 13 oz and was 20 inches long. Yes, he was big, but that was expected. All the babies on my side of the family are big babies. The fact he was under 9 lbs I was greatful! I was 9lbs 4 oz myself.

The labor process itself was very dramatic and has been a little emotional to deal with. Not quite ready to talk about all of it yet. I think it scared a few people in my family who were present. The finale of the labor started with me pushing and ended with an emergency c-section where I was knocked out and Brady was delivered 41 seconds later.

I am sad it ended this way. I really wanted Tony to witness the birth of his son, but he did not get to see it and neither did I. Tony tells me that he is okay with not seeing Brady being born because if he had witnessed the birth he would have also witnessed the funeral. Logically I know this is true. However, I spent 9 months building the moment up in my head and it turned out completely different. I really didn't feel bonded with my little guy the first few days because I felt I missed the most important moment in his life-his birth. Lucky for me, Tony really pushed me to breast feed and Brady and I have had some fun moments during the process. Needless to say I haven't allowed Tony to bottle feed Brady yet, because I am being selfish and holding onto those bonding moments. I told him to give me some time and we will gradually transition there.

Brady has been home for 9 days now. He is a great baby. He feeds every 3.5- 4 hours. He has had only 3 fussy nights where we wanted to pull our hair out. (Lucky for me those were on Tony's nights, all I had to do was feed). Tony and I are balancing chores and Brady very well. We are communicating better than we ever have. AND I believe our marriage has become stronger having gone through the rough delivery and feeling the emotions around it.

The only thing we are suprised at so far is what we call DPD (diapers per day). Holy cow, we burn through diapers like the world is ending. Our friends have been very gracious with bringing meals and setting up a 742-Dine account for us. We couldn't have asked for better support. Thanks to all of you!