He is here and home

Alastair James was born on Thursday via scheduled c-section. He was 7 pounds 4 ounces, about a pound bigger than his brother Frederick. He is a dead-wringer for Frederick otherwise. He is sweet and content. In fact, the nurses in the NICU were trying to get him to teach the other babies how to behave.

He was in the NICU for over four days with pneumothorax, a lung condition more common in preemies though he was forty weeks. Like their looks, Frederick and Alastair shared pneumothorax as well, but Alastair’s was more serious, required removal of air from his chest cavity and more extensive monitoring. He was under an oxygen hood for over a day and fed through an umbilical IV. Needless to say, Alistair’s health was a huge strain on my mental health but it his condition cleared fairly quickly and I was able to focus on the positive: this is a condition that fixes itself, a good type to have if you are going to have one.

We’re home now and breastfeeding is going well. He’s sweet and content.

I’m sorry for not updating with the news sooner but I had no Internet access and not a whole lot of energy anyway. I’ll post more details and pictures in the next few days.

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