It's pretty obvious I'm not very good at keeping up with this blog. When I first started, my intentions were to write about the happy times of Seamus' life but this past year has been a pretty rough one and often I found the only things I had to write about were not very happy. Don't get me wrong, even through all the difficult times, there are always moments of joyfulness and fun but sometimes just making it through the day is so exhausting, this blog is the last thing on my mind.
But now I can truly say I have something happy to write about. Cormac Richard Coleman has arrived! In true family fashion, it was not in the easiest manner. I think our family motto should be "If it can done in a more difficult way, we will find it."
I woke up on Valentines Day at 2:00 AM to a very uncomfortable sensation and realized my water had broken, 5 weeks too early. The doctor told me to get to the hospital right away. After having contractions for 7 hours with no dilation, they said I needed a C-section. I had just sent James home to take care of Seamus' morning treatments because I thought it was going to take awhile before any decisions were made but when they decided on the C-section, they meant right then. I had to tell James to quickly come back and he literally almost missed the whole thing. I was in the Operating room on the table within minutes of the birth before he got back.
Cormac was born at 9:39 am, 6 lbs, 19 inches, our perfect little Valentine. You would never knew he was a 35 week preemie.
The rest of our stay was pretty uneventful, after I got over the severe nausea and vomiting from the spinal they gave me. Mac had some breathing issues and spent a night in the NICU but nothing uncommon for a preemie. I also picked up a cough that I thought I got from Seamus when he came to visit. Seamus was just thrilled to meet his little brother.
We were discharged on Thursday and within a couple hours of being home, I was horribly sick with fevers and chills and the doc wanted me to head back to the ER to check for an infection. I spent the whole night getting all kinds of tests and they finally diagnosed me with pneumonia. I stayed in the hospital until Sunday after begging them to let me go home to my baby. They found out I didn't get it from Seamus but got it because of the vomiting which had aspirated into my lungs.
We're all home now and everything is going well. Seamus is such a good brother and can't wait to teach him everything. Pictures to come soon.
On another note, I know some people were confused because on Facebook, I had originally mentioned twins. I was pregnant with twins but we found out early on that one of them was very sick and at 15 weeks, his heart stopped. I wanted to let people know but it was a pretty difficult time and not something you can easily post about on Facebook.