This post is very long overdue. But we’ve been just a little bit busy over the past two and a half weeks. In a matter of minutes our lives were forever changed. And neither of us would trade one moment of the past two weeks and five days.
Even the nearly sleepless nights are worth it because we get to see our precious little boy. We’re constantly in awe of this gift that God has given us.
I’d like to take a few minutes to introduce you all to the little guy who has stolen our hearts. Here’s a glimpse into the story (so far) of Josiah Michael.
On July 3 I was scheduled to try to turn him at 7:00 a.m. We got to the hospital at 5:45 and they prepped me for a C-Section in case the turning wasn’t successful. If it was, I would go to Labor & Delivery to be induced. Either way, we knew we would have our little boy by the end of the day!
The attempted turning was the most painful thing I’ve ever been through. I should have listened to my cousin when she told me to skip it and go straight for the C. But I really wanted to try to get him turned. After 4 unsuccessful attempts with my doctor pushing on my stomach with all her strength, she and I both knew that it was time for the C-Section. Our boy just didn’t want to turn around!
While I was given my spinal block and prepared for the C, Michael waited outside the room. He would get to come in when they made sure I was nice and numb.
When he came in the surgery room, he told me that the way he felt waiting to come in was the same way he felt waiting to see me before we got married. We both knew that this was going to be one of the biggest days of our lives.
We were talking and in a matter of minutes (less than 3 to be exact), we heard Josiah make little noises. As Michael said, “I’ll never forget that sound for the rest of my life.” Then they held our little boy up above the partition and we were able to see him for the first time. Even though he was all messy, he was absolutely perfect!
After a couple of minutes, Michael was able to go back to where the nurses were cleaning him up. Then he came back to me and one of the nurses brought Josiah to him. The head surgery nurse and the anesthesiologist took some pictures of us meeting him.
Even though I couldn’t hold him, my heart completely melted as I got to see him and touch him for the first time. He was OURS. And he was finally here!
While I went to recovery, Michael was able to go to the nursery and be with our boy. Here are a couple of sweet pictures of their time together. I absolutely love this one. It’s so incredible that such a tiny little guy can grasp his daddy’s finger so tightly.
I love the pride, love and joy on Michael’s face.
Michael came in to my recovery room and told me his birth time, height, and weight:
Josiah Michael born 8:16 a.m. 7 lbs even, 19 inches even. We were both just so proud of him!
After a few minutes, they wheeled me into my room and I was finally able to hold our sweet son!
There is nothing that can describe that feeling. I was just overwhelmed with love and awe. This perfect little baby had been inside of me. And now he was in my arms! Michael and I had prayed and tried for him for so long. It truly felt like a miracle to be able to hold him.
It was so wonderful to have our family there. My parents and sister and Michael’s parents were there. Later that day my grandparents and cousin came. Michael’s brother and sister-in-law came that weekend, and we had other special visitors throughout my stay and once we got home as well. We’ll do a post with all of Josiah’s visitors soon.
We decided to have Josiah room in with us. Even though we knew we’d be up a lot during the night, we wanted every second we could have with our little boy. We were just so thankful that he was finally here! Some of our sweetest times were during the nights while we were in the hospital. Words can’t describe the feeling of being the three of us. We were completely in awe of him. Even though he stayed in his little crib part of the time, most of the time we took turns snuggling with him. He loved being on our chests. We knew he would be a snuggler because of the way he acted in my stomach–if we put our hands on my belly, he’d push himself up against our hands. But it was just so sweet to have him snuggling in real life.
Look at this precious face! Even though we weren’t getting much sleep, we wouldn’t trade seeing this for the world.
I loved (and still love) our time nursing. It’s just incredible to know that God has given me the ability to give him the nourishment he needs. And it’s such an incredible time of bonding. Here we are sharing a special moment before it was time for him to eat. I’m so in love.
One down-side to having a C-Section is that I couldn’t get up at all for the first 24 hours, and after that I was still in a lot of pain, which made getting up and down really difficult. As a result, Michael was left to do all of the diaper changes, swaddling, and anything else our son needed that couldn’t be done with me laying down in bed. He was amazing! I was completely blown away by the way he took such good care of our son. I always knew he would be an incredible father, but I fell in love with him on a whole new level when I watched him caring for our little boy in the night. See what a great job Daddy did swaddling?
Here we are snuggling before he got dressed for the day.
The next day was the Fourth of July. So even though it was a little big, we had to put him in his little “My First Fourth of July” shirt. Some ladies had knitted little patriotic hats for all of the babies in the nursery. Here he is all dressed up for Independence Day.
Here are a few of my favorites from day 2.
Look at those eyes!
That night was full of more snuggling with Mommy and Daddy for little Josiah.
I think that this morning was the first time that I was able to get up and help change his diaper. Even though it was something so small, I loved being able to help. It helped me feel like I was really recovering.
After we changed him that morning, our little guy decided to suck his thumb! Michael captured the moment, and it’s become one of our favorite pictures of him.
The next day, we were able to go home! Here’s Michael getting our little boy all dressed and ready for his first day at home:
I forget how tiny he was (6 lbs 6 oz when we came home) until I see pictures like this!
We couldn’t wait to go home and finally be taking care of him in our house.
Getting ready to get in the car!
Home sweet home!
It’s been such an incredible journey with our little boy so far. There have been so many times that we just look at him and are filled with awe and love. We had no clue that this is what it felt like to be parents. Our hearts are literally swelling for our little boy. And it’s made us love each other in a whole new way as well.
Thank you all for following along on our journey into parenthood. We are so excited to continue to share this wonderful time of our lives with you.
–Staci and Michael