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Sunday, February 26, 2012

Ramblings of a New Mother

January 2nd, 2012 my first child was born. A boy. It would have been such a happy moment except a big factor- he was born 6 weeks early. I feel terribly cheated out of my first birth experience. I didn't get to hold him for a long before they took him away and rolled him down the hall to where the NICU was. It didn't really hit me at first, everything had happened so quickly. I had woken up at 6 in the morning with my water broken and no contractions. About 15 minutes later the contractions came and were very steady. My husband and I decided to go to the hospital. We got there at 7:15am and when the nurse checked me, I had already dilated to 8cms. One hour later my son was born. Of course, 2 days later I was discharged leaving my baby at the hospital. I would have to say that was one of the hardest things I had to do. I cried before I left the hospital, while my husband drove me home, and when I got home.

I decided that I would be sure to see the baby everyday. I kept to that promise, but sometimes spent almost 9 hours in the hospital. I was terribly jealous, I was the one who was suppose to care for my baby! Change his diapers, give him a bath and feed him! I pushed myself to far and on January 9th I was readmitted into the hospital for a uterine infection. I was kept there for 3 days, not able to see my baby since at the same time I had gotten strep throat.

January 19th we finally received the news we had been waiting for! We could bring our baby home! When he came home, we had to bring a heart monitor with us. I will have to say that this is a burden that I can not wait to get rid of. In my opinion he is doing fine now, he is past his original due date and the only time he has a heart drop is when he chokes on his milk- I am producing milk like a cow and when my milk drops it comes out  like a fountain.

He has been gaining weight like you wouldn't believe! He was born at 4lbs 10ozs and at his last doctors appointment he was almost 8lbs- that was 3 weeks ago!

Everyday I see him learn something new- a new sound that he can make, a longer span of time that he can hold up his head, and his attentiveness in everything. He is truly one of the biggest blessing I have been given in life, I could have never imagined that you could fall so hard in love with such a little thing. A being that you had never met until you gave birth to it. Motherhood is beyond all words. 

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