Oh yes...I just gave birth to an adorable little creature named Charlie :) He has been a very good baby and Sam is very much enjoying being a big brother. He showers baby Charlie with lots of hugs and kisses. The pic above is our last as a family of three.
Greg was home for the whole week after we came home from the hospital. Yes, WE! It was kinda surreal coming home with Charlie in tow. But we are so thankful. Greg was a huge help with Sam throughout the whole week. I don't know how I got so lucky. At Charlie's first appointment on Monday the 17th the doc noticed that he was a little yellow and had us go have lab work run. Now this all sounds very simple BUT I am a Kastendike and a Margolis so nothing is ever just simple. The pediatricians office referred us to REX labs. Well, I didn't think that REX was a covered hospital so I came home to pick up Greg and Sam and to double check to make sure that it was not going to cost us an arm and a leg to get his foot pricked. So 45 min and several customer service people later, I find out that it SHOULD be covered. So I call the pediatrician have them write an order to WakeMed because I know they are covered. I get another call from Humana (our insurance) saying that it SHOULD be fine. So I chance it...why, you ask would I chance it when I should know better? Because at this point I am sweating, I have a crying baby who has jaundice and an almost two year old that is also crying and now needs a nap and REX is literally across the street. So we go. Foot prick takes 30 sec and we leave.
Charlie has jaundice and his number jumped significantly. So we are told to keep him in indirect light and feed him as much as possible. Since I had no idea what I was doing with breastfeeding and he was latching incorrectly, I hated this idea. So each time he latched I was balling b/c no one should ever have to feel that pain! And we visited Rex for four days straight getting his little foot pricked. Jaundice was gone by day 7 and all was well with the world.
So on one of these magic days I decide to meet Greg and Sam at the pool. They had been having lots of father/son time, which has been AWESOME for me! When I arrive at the pool Sam is swimming in the baby pool by himself--Greg is watching him from the sidelines :) He is tall enough now that even when he lays out in the water his head still sticks out and he has learned that if he goes under to push himself up! I only had a small heart attack! But then I look over at my husband's leg and realize that he is bleeding and has not one but two gashes in his leg. Well apparently he tried to get a ball for Sam and missed the ledge--so my 23 month old is jumping around in the pool by himself and Greg is getting medical attention from his girlfriend, Susan. He also pulled a muscle---typical Kastendike! So after that fantastic move, Sam shit his diaper but we didn't catch it until we were leaving...SOOOOOO, we were the family with a kid that shit in the pool. They had to close the baby pool, drain it, clean it and then shock it. See previous blog about why I want my own pool. Not that I want to swim around in my kids poo all day but it is much less embarrassing. Insert waaah, waaah sound effect.
This is not that day but I had to show you why I didn't take Sam to the pool on my own when I was ginormously preggers....
Both boogers fell asleep on the way! They were so cute I couldn't resist!
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