And here we go ... Our first week

So on 11 August Klaus and I drive to Panorama hospital at the most ungodly hour of 5:30 so we can book into hospital at 6:00am.  I chose to have an elective C-section.  I just don't have the patience to wait for it all to happen naturally!

There was no time to get nervous as once we got to my room, it all happened very fast.  We just about had time for a quick, last picture of me with my huge tummy before I was hookced up for a quick monitor of the baby's heartrate, I was given a tiny little gown to put on, I swear they got it form the peadiatric ward, and the next thing I knew I was being wheeled into theater.  Klaus had to wait while I was prepped for surgery, and then within 15 minutes of Klaus walking in our lives were changed ...

A tiny 2.9 kg baby .... Kai Dieter was born at 08:20. A tuff little man from the first moment, he wee'd all over the doctor the moment he was taken out of the womb.  The first words from Doctor Atzl was not "Congrats on your little boy", or "Its a boy" or anything like that, It was "Oi, He just wee'd on me". A good laugh and a giggle later, Kai was passed over to Klaus and I for our first inspection of our little human.

The next couple of hours were kind of a blur, as I was taken to recovery, Klaus spent time with Kai kangarooing him. 

At about 10 I eventually got back to the ward, and awaited my 2 boys to come back to me.  I had to try to breastfeed, we had to learn to change a diaper.  The first diaper was rather funny, Klaus and I put it on, but Kai wet his clothes and everything else, though his diaper was still clean and bone dry.  At this point though, I am a pro diaper changer, so I am sure Kai will forgive me ... someday!

My time in hospital went quick and we had tons of visitors at all hours of the day ... As I was in a private room, the hospital staff was not to strict on visiting hours. 

I struggled with the breastfeeding for a while, until my amazing aunt came to the rescue on Friday afternoon.  After that session the little man, just fed and fed, and breastfeeding become a breeze. I am a total beliver in breastfeeding, but it sure was hard in the beginning. 

 On our way home ...

Just a couple days old .... ans so cute
Our first week was hard!  I definitly had a bit of post natal depression, nothing to hectic.  Thank goodness my Mom was around for the first 3 weeks to help out and just be around. There were times in the first 3/4 weeks when I thought I would NEVER make it thru this!  But then I would sit and look at him, and just know EVERYTHING would be ok.