First Day

After reading several blogs over the last few months I thought I'd give blogging a chance myself.  Today begins another day of battling my son's acid reflux.  After several weeks of normalcy he is back to throwing up, so back to the doctor he goes.
It's hard to believe Portlin is almost 3 months old already. It's been full of highs and lows but I can honestly say now that I can't thank God enough for the wonderful, most perfect and precious gift he has given me.  After experiencing two miscarriages, endometriosis, and a long battle with mono I wasn't sure I would ever get to this place. The first two pregnancies came easy but obviously didn't last long. It took us six months to receive the news of our special little boy. I remember the day so vividly. Benjie cried as usual and I was so overjoyed but it was tough. Knowing that I have had two miscarriages it made me so apprehensive. I knew I would have to take shots daily and continue my aspirin regimen. Luckily it worked and my pregnancy was fairly pleasant until the last two weeks. Poor fella didn't want to make his entrance into the world on his own, so after being two weeks overdue I was scheduled for induction.  Still, stubborn like his momma, he wanted to stay put, so I ended up having a c-section. The procedure itself wasn't so bad but the recovery took a lot longer than I would have wanted. I've been itching for life to get back to normal but I've realized, my old normal will never be again.
My evenings are filled by dinner preparation, bottle washing, baby feeding, and laundry usually. By then momma doesn't feel much like working out like she use to! During our fertility journey Benjie and I were able to start a weight loss journey as well. We both lost a lot of weight. I was feeling pretty good about myself, so the change in my body after pregnancy wasn't welcomed and it's been difficult to embrace the new me. The motivation I once had is gone. I'd have to say that's been the most difficult part of having Portlin. I just have to look at his precious face and listen to his sweet giggle to remember it was all worth it. I truly can't imagine life without him now. He is the center of my world and I feel like the luckiest woman on earth to have him and his daddy.

Since Portlin's birth a lot has gone on so here's a little background about him.  He was born at 2:48 pm at the Bowling Green Medical Center. He weighed 8 pounds and 10 1/2 ounces and was 20 inches long.  At his last doctors appointment just after his two month mark, he weighted 14 pounds and 4 ounces and was 24 inches long. Our little buddy isn't so little anymore. He loves watching tv (especially football) and the fan keeps him entertained for a while. He loves his babysitter Mrs. Peggy and his Papaw Parker can make him laugh so hard. He barely fits in 3 month clothes. We tried his Halloween costume on him. Unfortunately it fits now which means it probably won't in two months. What a blessing to have a healthy baby. We continue to struggle with his acid reflux but it isn't something we can't handle. Dad is taking him back to the doctor since he started throwing up again yesterday and wasn't able to hold down any food last night.  An update will follow later. Here are some pictures of our little buddy that are special to mom.

1 month

2 month

I'm a big boy. Trying to hold my own bottle.

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Not liking our costume too much!