It's a Boy

After a very long and stressful journey trying to get pregnant, (which you can read about here), my husband and I are excited to finally announce that our son Oliver joined this world on Thursday the 20th of June.

Due to give birth on the 21st of June, I was booked into be induced on the morning of the 20th of June, but the hospital suddenly got busy, so at 5pm the day before going to the hospital I got the call that I had been bumped until Friday morning. I had mentally prepared for this date, so I was upset about this, even just one day seemed to be forever!

But the little man had other ideas, as in the early hours of the morning of the 20th June, at 4.15am my water broke, so we ended up going to the hospital at the same time as I initially was supposed to have been there. 

Labour was a long almost 10 hours (or hours from my waters broke), but in spite of the pain both during, and the discomfort I still have 11 days later, it was so worth it.

Our little Oliver was born weighing a healthy 3,535kgs and 51cm long, and ok, I may be just a touch biased, but he is just so beautiful and gorgeous!

The journey since then has already been a bit of a ride, and during our stay at the hospital he spent 24 hours in phototherapy.

Monday the 24th of June we finally came home, and the next days just passed so quickly, and we were enjoying being a little family. Oliver was so easy to care for, although we did have to go get some blood tests a few times during the week to ensure that he was beating the jaundice.

Sadly on Friday evening, he turned into a little horror, and just wouldn’t settle or stop crying. Neither my husband or I slept that night. On Saturday morning we went to our GP to get him checked out, and were sent to the emergency department at the hospital.

Oliver being newborn, it was taken very seriously and we luckily didn’t have a long wait. But as the hospital wasn’t geared up to such small children, were sent to another hospital, where we unfortunately were waiting in the emergency department for what seemed like forever. Until they finally found that he had an infection, which lucky just turned out to be a skin infection and not an infection of his whole body. So Oliver and I had to spend a sleepless night at the hospital so he could be treated with antibiotics intravenously.

 

Fortunately he responded well to the antibiotics, and the next day at lunchtime we were sent home again, although for the next week we have to force some yucky ill tasting antibiotics into him, as well as put some ointment on the little sores on his body. But Oliver is already getting better, which is the main thing, as for the jaundice, he finally seems to be beating that as well.
   

Now happily home again we are all relaxing, and catching up on some much needed sleep, and simply enjoying having our little boy home. 

Needless to say that my husband and I are both over the moon, we are both so in awe and so love with Oliver. He has been well worth the wait.

 
Thank you all for all your well wishes on my previous posts, and for sticking around while I’ve been MIA!! And while I can’t quite promise that I’m yet to return to my previous blogging schedule, I will certainly do my best to post more regularly.