Sullivan Francis Johnson, aka. “Van”.
Born May 9th and weighing 7 lbs. 10 oz.
I definitely jinxed myself by exclaiming that the baby might make an early appearance! Sullivan was born 11 days late ha! I had to be induced, which was disappointing but I was pretty excited to not be pregnant anymore and, more importantly, to finally meet this baby of ours. My first experience with an induced birth was far from pleasant (read: traumatizing) so I was going into this ready to face quite a lengthy and difficult battle. Thankfully, things were so different this time around. I was induced at 10am and Van was born at 5h42pm. I was up and walking around shortly after giving birth. Breastfeeding, albeit painful, happened almost immediately. I couldn’t believe it. It was a good thing that I was in fine form physically because after 2 great days at home with our little guy, he had to be re-admitted to hospital for a possible cord infection. It all happened very suddenly and unexpectedly and I cried every tear in my body. He spent 4 long days in the nursery, hooked up to an IV. Our families rallied and surrounded Theo with lots of love and ice cream while we spent 12 hour days in the dark hospital nursing room we commandeered since they had no spare bedrooms for us to hunker down in. We took Van home on Saturday and it felt like Christmas.
We’ve now had 3 days to settle into a new routine as a family of four and it’s been amazing. It’s so true what they say about it being easier the second time around. Despite the complications and delicate balancing act we faced in Van’s first week, I find myself so much more present and able to soak in every moment of this little one’s first few weeks of life. We trust our instincts and they are serving us well. More importantly, he is healthy and he is home.
Thank you for all your kind words of encouragement over the last month. I am truly sorry about the extended absence. Now let’s get back to business shall we?