Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Jacob Dylan Molina
I haven't blogged in a while. Perhaps it's cause I now have a newborn and a toddler.
There's just so much more that I can say, but it's very late and I'm tired. 4 weeks have flown by. I'm trying so hard to love in the moment. I don't want to miss anything . I want to stare into his eyes and just push pause because it really does zoom by. I don't want to think about anything else right now but my family. I want to just live in this moment forever. 
Tomorrow, our tiny human will be 4 weeks old! I can't believe that he's 1 month old already. It seems like only yesterday my water broke during Thanksgiving dinner.
My water didn't break with Frankie so I didn't know what that felt like. I had to sit down and wait just to make sure that I wasn't just peeing (I know, it sounds horrible)
So after making an assessment I left dinner and came home to pick up my hospital bag. Joe was working that night so I had to call him at work. Jake wasnt supposed to be born until December 3rd but he was ready before.
This is before heading to the hospital. 
We made it to the hospital and I was examined. I was truly in labor but because I had just indulged in a yummy dinner, I had to wait until Friday morning to have Jacob.
I was incredibly uncomfortable all night long. I was given meds to stop contractions and couldn't really move around. I didn't get much sleep and kept counting the hours until 7:30 (that's when my c-section was schduled). If my water wouldn't have broken and If I would've started contracting I think I would've labored at home. Unfortunately nothing goes as planned and this is no exception.
And so 7:30 am came around and I was prepped for surgery. This entire experience made me anxious. Even as I type this I'm getting a little anxious. Although I had a c-sec with Frankie no two births are alike. I think that I was anxious because I had just spent the entire night in a hospital bed, without being able to move, much less sleep and on top of that, I was on medication. All I wanted was to hold Jake in my arms.
And that's what I focused on while I was in the OR. I held on to Joes hand and looked into his reassuring eyes. He didn't have to say a word; I knew exactly what those eyes were telling me.
And suddenly, he was here! 7 lbs 2 oz 19 1/2 inches long. Just a little bigger than Frankie. He was perfect!
My heart grew once again and I fell in love with Jacob. He's truly a blessing!
He's a sweet baby. My sister and I say that Jacob wants to be a baby. By that we mean that he loves to be held,swaddled and loves to cuddle. Frankie was the complete opposite. Frankie didn't like to be treated like a baby. Frank has always marched to the beat of his own drum and that is a quality that I have grown to love about him.
As Jacob continues to grow everyday, I learn new things about him. So far I've learned that he doesn't like to be bothered. If it's time to eat, then he should eat. He doesn't like his diaper changed because he doesn't like to be cold. He loves baths, but only when the water is constantly falling on him. I think he's going to like showers. He likes his pacifier. Here's the thing about the pacifier. I initially didn't want to give him a paci because I'm breastfeeding. I've read and was told by every lactation consultant that Pacifiers cause nipple confusion. Let me tell you, he's not confused at all! Thankfully, he's latching on well and breastfeeding is going well! And ... Sue me... He also takes a bottle. (I'll elaborate on the breastfeeding in another post)
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