Now You're My Whole Life

It's amazing how slow time can go (like when you are 38 weeks preggers and waiting for your little one) and how fast it can fly by! Vann is already a week old. We have learned so very much since his birth on Monday, August 12th! This week has been such a whirlwind, but we wouldn't trade it for a thing in the world. Vann was welcomed home by his family. Ryan bought a balloon at Kroger on the way home and clipped it to the mailbox. What Vann's Up To: He is a sleepy and hungry little boy! He will sleep for 2-3 hours and then wake up and look for food! Vann loves being held and swaddled. We have been giving him a paci to soothe him before his naps. If it's even close to a feeding, we won't introduce the paci. He has been getting sponge baths waiting on his bellybutton to heal up. We get a little peak of a smile when he's sleeping and it's enough to melt your heart! He loves walks. We went on our first one the second night after coming home....

After Vann's birth, we were moved to the Mother Baby wing around 7:30 am. I was so hungry. All I could think about was a Wendy's hamburger and fries. I don't even know when the last time I had one of their burgers was, but goodness I was craving it. I definitely did not give into that absurd craving, but I did get hospital breakfast. A nice plate of scrambled eggs, bacon, and a biscuit did the trick! We were so exhausted, but flying on cloud 9 so there was no sleep to be had! It is such a humbling, learning experience to have a baby. I mean, we are trained for our job, but you have a sweet baby and they just send you off. Thank God for the nurses and doctors at the hospital. Sure, there were definitely moments when we wished we didn't have someone knocking on our door, coming in and poking our little man, and bringing in gourmet hospital food.  But in the midst of those moments, we learned how to swaddle, how to nurse, and a plethora of other thin...

It's hard to believe I am typing this a week after giving birth to the most perfect boy. I would not trade a single minute of his story. I am writing it here to remember the details that I want to keep fresh in my mind forever because I truly went through a miracle. Every woman, no matter the way they birth a baby, witnesses a miracle from God. I went to work all week before delivering Vann. The look on people's faces was priceless when they would ask when I was due and my response would be Monday. I felt good besides my feet swelling up and a little waddle going on. A lady at work told me to go eat Mexican food because that sent her into labor. All I could think about the rest of the day was Mexican food from our favorite hole in the wall restaurant. I texted Ryan and asked if he could pick some up on the way home. He was all about it. I ended up ordering chicken and veggies. It was so good, but I noticed soon after that my tongue felt tingly and funny. I did a quick inte...