It's a...what?

I went in for my C-section on March 1 - 39 weeks pregnant! The epidural was done in the room before going to the operating room and it took longer than expected to kick in, but it eventually did - we thought. I didn't feel anything with the incision, but apparently I kept saying that I had a little circle of pain and the nurse anesthetist gave me something so that I had no idea what was going on. Rob later told me I was awake when the baby came out, but I don't remember anything until I got into the recovery room and found out I had a BOY!

 Here is our little boy at just a few minutes old. He was 5 pounds 15 ounces and 19 inches long! I was surprised he was so small considering that almost 2 weeks earlier we had an ultrasound in which they said he was about 6 pounds. I had expected him to gain at least a half pound since then.

 Unfortunately little man couldn't keep his O2 saturation levels up and was confined to his bed in the nursery. The nurse took his glucose level and it was 31, so they decided that he needed to be fed. I did not want this since I wanted to nurse, but I understood it was for the best. Once he had been fed, his O2 sats came up and he was fine! Because I was unable to actually meet him for awhile, he was left nameless for awhile.

 After hours of waiting, I finally got to meet my boy. The first thing the nurse had me do was nurse him and he did great. She was as surprised as I was since I had not seen him all day. We named him Blake Robertshaw Eynon. A name actually came to me once I got back to my room, but wanted to be sure it was right when I saw him. I kept telling Rob that I would come up with a name if I had a boy and that it would be one we hadn't thought of yet. What is amazing is that we both like it!

 Lorelei did not get to meet her little brother until the day after he was born, but she was excited when she did. She wanted to hold him all by herself and did not like someone helping her.

 We were able to go home after only 2 nights! I made sure when the doctor came in that I was sitting up and looking ready because I wanted to get back to my Lorelei and my home. When we got home Lorelei wanted to watch over him. She has since grown used to him being around and doesn't seem to pay much attention to him. If she can't find him, she will look for him or say "Baby where are you?" She also did not like it when my mom told her she was going to take him home. She has walked up to him and said that she loves him, which is a good sign.

 Here is our little Blake at home. Amazingly enough he is awake. Normally when he is awake, he is eating. Nursing is actually going much better than I expected and even though I am constantly tired, I know it is worth it. We were told before we left to watch to see if he had lost any more weight as he was down to 5 lbs 7 oz when we left, but I have no idea how to tell.

Here is my family the morning after coming home. Lorelei loves to share chocolate milk with her daddy and hopefully she will share with Blake one day too. At a week old, I have figured out that Blake does not like his pack-N-play, but he loves to sleep on the couch, just like his daddy. We all love Blake and look forward to learning more about him.