First Bottle

My little guy got his first bottle tonight.  I wanted to introduce a bottle before my birthday so I could have a beer and not worry about feeding him for a few hours afterward.  It will be my first beer since New Years Eve...  Oh I can't wait!  I'm not sure if it was because he was tired or what but it didn't go so great.  At first he seemed confused but then figured out there was milk inside.  He only drank about an ounce and then decided he wanted nothing more to do with it.  He might have just been tired because he fell asleep on me right afterwards but it makes me wonder if he just doesn't like the bottle.  We will be trying it again real soon.  Got to make sure he takes a bottle because there will be days when I won't be home (like on Black Friday)!

Daddy giving Remy his first bottle:

3 Weeks Old

Remy is 3 weeks old today!  Man oh man, time is flying by the seat of my pants... Before I know it I'll be back at work and he will be 3 months old!  Oh, I don't even want to think about that.  :'(

Remy is officially smiling.  At first I wasn't sure what was a real smile and what wasn't but now I know.  Remy loves when his daddy tickles him.  Phil thinks he laughs but he's just making sounds.  Remy is a very content and laid back baby.  I think he got his daddy's personality.  He's almost always happy and is usually very alert.  Today is a different story.  Today he is my little crabby pants.  Sunday I got him smiling and smiling and then I pulled out my phone to get it on video and he stopped.  Figures.  Well, I got one smile on a blurry photo.

 

Remy's Baby Book

So as you can see I decided to start a new blog for Remy.  I've been trying to think of a good way to keep track of all his firsts, doctor appointments, stats, etc.  I thought of doing the obvious - buying a baby book but then figured I would write in it a few times and then forget about it.  I also thought of keeping a journal to write in but then figured I would probably not keep up to date on that as well.  I'm on my computer all the time and I love blogging when I have things to blog about so I thought this would be the best way to keep track of things.  Someday I can print this out for Remy and he can see how fast he grew up!  I also have a memory box so I can keep my favorite things/objects.  I already have things in his box.  I kept the pregnancy test (ok, he probably won't want to see that but I wanted to keep it), his ultrasound pictures/DVD, his foot prints and hand print from the hospital, and his going home outfit when we left the hospital.  

I hope to write often and of course no post can go without a picture.  Remy sporting the skulls just like his daddy.  :)

2 Week Check-up

On Tuesday Remy had his 2 week check up.  First they weighed him and measured him.  Then he peed all over his momma and I swear he thought it was funny.  After being barfed on last night I have come to realize that I'm going to be peed, pooped, spit up and barfed on a lot in the near future.  Anyways, Remy's stats: 9lbs 13 oz and 22.5 inches.  Remy's growth percentiles: weight is in the 85-90%, height is 99-100% and head circumfrance is 99%.  He's such a big boy!!  I just love him to bits and pieces!  :)

Remy's Nursery

Remy's nursery:

I think I started Remy's nursery back in May.  The first thing I did was search for ideas online.  After we found out we were having a boy I decided on the "theme" and started my projects.  Picking a theme was the hardest part.  Did I want to go with an actual theme like elephants, birds, cars, etc.?  I decided that just wasn't for me.  So, I decided bright would be our theme.  I wanted all of the accents in his room to be colorful and fun.  Since there was going to be a lot of color here and there I decided to paint the room a neutral color.  And since my favorite neutral color is gray, that's what I chose.  I found a lady's blog where I stole a lot of ideas from.  This was my inspiration for Remy's nursery: inspiration.  

After painting his room I started all of my random projects.  I copied my inspiration's fabric hoop idea and the only thing I really changed was that I painted my hoops white.

I also found an adorable wooden horse at a garage sale for $10 and one of my favorite things in my inspiration's nursery was the red painted horse.  So I copied that idea as well:

My next project was the curtains.  I searched and searched online for the perfect fabric that wouldn't cost me a fortune.  I didn't want anything to busy but it had to have color.  So I went with something simple in a bright light blue.  Sewing them took forever because they are lined but it was well worth it.  I love how they turned out.

My grandma really wanted to make Remy's mobile.  She is very crafty and I knew she would do an excellent job so I let her have her way with them.  I gave her my leftover fabric from the fabric hoops and told her I wanted hot air balloons.  This is what she came up with and I love it:

My last project was his name.  This had to be one of the last projects since we had to pick his name first!  But I knew all along that I was going to buy wooden letters and paint them each a separate bright color.

Technically his room is not 100% complete.  There are still a few small projects I want to do and there are a few items missing from his room that we just don't have yet.  But the jist of it is done and I am happy to share it with you all. :)

Remy's Birth Story

The day we waited for for 41 weeks and 1 day finally came!  Since the little stinker didn't want to come out on his own I was induced on Monday morning.  We started the pitocin at 8:15 a.m. and 31 long hours later he was here!  Meet Remy Thomas Richard Kasinskas, the little boy who stole his mother's heart:

 Waking up Monday morning I was a nervous wreck.  I wished so badly that Remy would come on his own and that I wouldn't have to be induced.  I think knowing that I was going to the hospital to be induced was what was making me so nervous.  I heard getting induced generally makes labor longer and makes your contractions more intense.  They started me on Pitocin at 8:15 a.m.  Around 5:30 p.m. the doctor came to break my water hoping to get things moving a little faster.  Apparently my cervix is way up in Alaska because he had a very difficult time breaking it and it hurt like a mother.  That's not something I'd like to experience again...  After he broke my water my contractions got stronger and some were on top of each other so I eventually got an epidural.  I don't remember exactly when but I think it was around 8 p.m.  After that it was a breeze until the epidural stopped working around 4 a.m.  This was the WORST part.  My contractions hurt like a mother and some were so close together I wouldn't get a break in between.  Man oh man, thinking of those contractions is painful enough.  After 4 hours and them giving me a new epidural I was back to not feeling the contractions.  That lasted for a little while and then stopped working once again.  Mother F!  So back to intense contractions.  While they contemplated other pain management options my body started to get the urge to push.  Apparently there was still a small lip of my cervix over the baby's head so they told me not to push otherwise it would swell up and get worse.  So I had to deal with the intense contractions and focus on not pushing at the same time.  After an hour or two of that the doctor finally said it was time to get the show on the road.  I was scared that pushing would be hard while having contractions but it actually felt much better to push.  After about an hour and a half of pushing and the ring of firery hell he finally came into the world!  Man, what an experience.  I was instantly attached.

After he was out they ran all of their tests and thought his blood sugar was too low so they took him to the nursery for tests.  After 31 hours of labor and a few hours back and forth to the nursery he was all mine.  How is it possible to love someone soooo much?!  I'm so happy he's finally here and I'm thrilled to be his momma.  I could seriously just sit and stare at him all day.

Labor was definitely hard on my body.  I think because I was induced and it lasted 31 freaking hours it is taking longer to bounce back.  I'm finally starting to feel better and feel almost normal.  Well, normal minus the fact that nothing fits me because of this sexy belly.  But Remy is totally worth all the pain and junk in the trunk.

Remy is exactly one week old today and things are going great.  He is such a good baby and is getting cuter by the minute.  How is that possible?  He is a very good eater.  I feel like I'm constantly feeding him.  He's a growing boy!  He seems to know his nights and days (I hope it stays like this) and he lets me sleep more than I thought I would.  Last night he slept for 7 whole hours without eating.  I woke up at 5:30 this morning and was worried because he hadn't cried yet and then I heard him cooing.  What a sweetheart.  I just hope he doesn't grow up too fast.