So my son is fast asleep. Bunch of diarrhea but he’s all good now same as last. I on the other hand feel like I need to be getting my will in order. Wife always gets by unscathed. Never gets her.
I need to find my older ones first time. Had a progression of pictures him sitting, looking back at Santa, and then losing his shit.
we own roughly 500 bling bows. my wife has a drawer of then not even opened so now we just give them out to people.
We got some nip confusion at the stric house. My son loved dr browns but my daughter hates them. She will only take the real thing. Anyone have this issue and what bottles did you switch to?
Haven’t seen my dad in years. He got so heavily into guns that hes literally working part-time teaching tactical weapons courses to law enforcement. Has 32 guns in his safe at home. Met my toddler for the first time a couple days ago. They bonded. My kid slept in his lap. Saw in a photo of said nap that he was concealed carrying a fucking pistol of some sort with my kids head on his lap. On his couch.
I’ve never been angrier in my entire life. You risk your grandsons life because you’re such a pussy you can’t go two seconds without a gun? Fuck you. Dude just died to me
You never know when a threat will arrive and either the toddler comes at you or, worse...many toddlers
Son has loved the phillips avent natural nips. He wouldn’t latch but has chugged with these since day 2.
Less than a month out from our due date and officially leveling up to Dad status. I’m in charge of the bug-out bag/delivery room checklist and wanted to ask if there were any items you had and really appreciated or didn’t have that you wish you did. Also giving consideration that they might lock us down considering the way the covid stuff is trending. Mrs. has handled most of the return home items (baby clothes, car seat stuff, etc…) I’m tasked with the critical items and creature comforts during our stay and delivery i.e. phone chargers, Bluetooth speaker and other dad shit.
Best idea we had given to us was to bring a Chromecast to hook up to the tv’s hdmi in the room and stream our stuff to watch.
That would have been clutch. I did get to watch Snowpiercer for the first time. If I could do it over again I would have brought some booze. They don’t tell you how you don’t get to sleep at all because you don’t have a bed and you know, a baby.
Comotomo bottles here. Very boob like. Not the cheapest. https://www.target.com/p/comotomo-silicone-bottle-8-oz-2-pack-green/-/A-14216720
Food, a pillow, extra blankets. We had ours during the first covid lockdown. Have people lines up to bring outside food or delivery. The food they give her will not be enough. Oh and another thing before she goes to the hospital make sure she eats. Once they start inducing they wont allow her to eat anything from that point on.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I couldn't do that." But seriously, only an asshole would do some selfish shit like that. I'm going into this being mindful of my role as a secondary participant and I'm there in a supportive capacity. I won't be a rah rah cheerleader over the top bc I know that's not what she wants, but I'm at her disposal and I'm well aware that sometimes the most helpful thing I can do is shut the fuck up and just be there.
honey sticks helped us. Midwife recommended it for the quick shot of carbs/sugars. Also, my wife refused water during her first labor, but gobbled up ice chips from the hospital. Be prepared for something like that
Usually there is a couch/chair that converts into a shitty ass bed. We used that. I did bring my own pillow though and that was clutch.
this might sound insensitive but when they tell your wife she's like 4 cm dilated and they're going to start her on pitocin, just go to sleep if you can. if it happens faster than normal they will wake you up, but normally it takes like an hour per centimeter and you'll be better off if you can let her sleep afterwards.
You have nerves of steel if you’re catching some zzzs while the wife is pushing out your first kid. “Wake me up when you get close, babe. I’m going to recharge the batteries for a bit.”
I was never asleep anywhere close to when she started pushing. I'm talking the 4-5 hours between epidural and being fully dilated.
Grandview. No way am I going to be the red neck blowing up his own air mattress in the hospital room. I’ve slept on much worse. Place is nice.
We were suppose to have a room like this. Then my wife had complications and we were put into a room in the wing for troubles. The room was so small I could not get out of my little corner when they had the nursery crib rolled in. So, I hope you get to keep your big room.
looks like the same couches they have at St Vincent's. if the baby is in the room you won't be sleeping much anyways. the nurses come in every few hours to check on everybody and it's not like I was going to sleep through anything like that. My wife never opted to do it, but Grandview I know will take the baby for the night in the nursery so you and your wife can both sleep. I have friends who recommend that to everyone they talk to because it's basically the best sleep you will get for several months, if not a year. My wife declined but man I wish i could have overruled lol.
my wife refused to give our first to the nurses or sleep with her in the room so I did laps on the floor with the bassinet for 2 hours hoping she would sleep. got back in the room and she was just on her phone texting people the whole time.
Our baby slept a lot in the hospital. We slept too. It was the nurses that kept coming in that sucked. I wish had brought a cooler of cokes and drinks. I stay thirsty and was having to run to the cafeteria or gas station. It was during Covid so I’d have to wait for the security card to let me back in the wing every time. Id recommend the fire stick too. The hospital channels suck.
Yea I sent my mom a picture of us holding the baby shortly after being delivered thinking nothing of it. Later that day I was telling my wife that and she says, "I really hope she didn't post that on any social media". She opened up FB and of course the first thing she sees is my mom's posting of the picture.
Without a doubt. Totally my fault. Sharing for those in the thread who also might be a dumbass like me.
Daughter shat in the bath tub for first time today. Had to do the waffle stomp, cept with my hands. Good times.
My brother found out our grandmother had passed via a social media post that was earlier on the call list. The funny thing is he isn’t even on social media.
Oddly enough, ten months ago I was overnighting in a maternity room on the wing of the Women's and Infants center at UAB. World class facilities and care. They had to convert the maternity wing to oncology due to the COIVD bed shortage. I was blessed to be at my Dad's side, providing what care and comfort I could and then escorting him home when it was time to be discharged for end of life care. He was discharged on Thursday night and died Sunday afternoon. I'll treasure that time we had together for the rest of my life. Getting to say goodbye was a blessing on my soul. Four days before he died, I looked him in the eyes and said, "I'm going to miss you Dad" and he said "I'm going to miss you too Bud." and we held purposeful extended eye contact for what seemed like 2 minutes. It was some heavy stuff, and too much to unpack in a single post but I'm grateful for all of it. Our room had a panoramic view of Red Mountain that perfectly framed the Vulcan, the red neon WBRC call sign, and The Club behind the bham city scape. I stood there staring out the frame from the top floor, observing dusk fade to night and the city illuminate, I became enlightened to the fact that I was an active player in a script that had already been written and everything was playing out exactly as it was designed to. I'm not overly religious or spiritual, but I'm telling you, I have never in my life experienced the palpable presence of God's love more than I did in that hospital room. Just overcome by a pure sense of peace and acceptance. It was wild. I'm fully self aware that it could have been my lizard brain kicking in to process the trauma and grief but I don't think that was it, there was an observer(s) present. In less than a year I will have lost a Dad and become a Dad myself. When my Dad told me he was sick, and we knew he was about to die, I wrote him this long letter and in it, I told him we were trying to get pregnant and his impact on my life and our relationship as father and son was the single greatest influence in deciding that I wanted to have children of my own. I've found immense comfort that I was able to communicate that to him and he died knowing we were going to have children. We found out we were pregnant the same day we spread his ashes and we're having a little boy. The cosmic timing of the universe is something to behold and Life is fucking beautiful. That went on longer than I intended, I'm super fired up to join the Dad fraternity! Thanks for reading and letting me share.
Yeah. I drank like 7 gallons of coffee. Went to the hospital at 9pm. Sent home at 3am after walking the halls. Went back at 8am bc wife was in pain, doc said not wide enough. Kept slamming coffee, then she got her epidural and she had a nice long nap and I was fucking wired. Mainboarded for a few hours then held a leg. Nurse thought I was about to pass out, got me a chair I was like "nah promise I'm fine, please focus on her"