We are so excited to announce the newest addition to our family, Cooper Willie! We named him Cooper because we love the name and Willie after Park's dad. He was born on November 19th at 8:53AM, 6 pounds 6 ounces and 19.5 inches long with a head full of hair. He is just the sweetest little babe. He loves to snuggle, especially on my chest, his favorite spot! I love the way he sleeps when he's not swaddled. He loves to have either one or both hands up by his face.
I went into this c-section feeling confident since I've already been through this once before. Park said I started the day in a very jokey mood, first joking with the nurses while I was getting IV'ed up on both arms, then in the operating room. I was told before the surgery that the assistant doctor (Dr. Taylor) always suggest parents to name the baby Taylor since it can be for either a boy or girl. So once I was in the operating room and Dr. Taylor came over to say hi, I told him I was naming my baby Taylor and later after the surgery, the nurse told me I had him going for a bit, heehee. My doctor requested an anesthesiologist that she knew and trusted since my last one didn't go so well. This anesthesiologist knew what he was doing and got the epidural going with just one try! He was so nice and reassuring that I was completely at ease. Once the doctors got started, Park was brought in. This time around, he was able to take picture of the baby being pulled out! (I'll spare you the detail pictures) but I thought it was really cool. With Alyssa's birth, we weren't asked if we wanted to take pictures of her coming out. I thought this was a great picture Park took that captured my very emotional joy upon hearing Cooper's cry.
My recovery from this c-section started as expected but then went down hill on the second day. So much went on that I can't keep it straight and can't really remember exactly what happened, but Park thinks it was the pain meds that caused all my nausea and lightheadedness. It was a roller coaster ride for me. In the early morning I would be on a high and feeling good but as the day wore on, I'd start to feel sick. I fainted once into a nurses arms while trying to get out of bed and had 2 blood transfusions. After the second transfusion, I was feeling better and on my road to recovery. Again, I stayed the full 5 days at the hospital but I could not wait to get home to see my sweet little girl. The first day, Alyssa came to visit with my mom and brother, who was watching her, she didn't even want to come near me. I didn't take offence since I think seeing me hooked up to all these tubes scared her. She didn't take too well to baby Cooper either. Did not want anything to do with him at all till the end of the visit when she started to warm up to him. Park told me on the ride home, Alyssa kept asking for "baby", mama, Bocoupe (what she calls Cooper). By the second visit, she was more interested in Cooper.
We didn't have much visitors since I wasn't feeling well most of the time, but Park's mom, sister and her family were able to visit.
Now, a week and a half after coming home with Cooper, we are settling in and enjoying time as a family of 4. Alyssa has grown into such a loving big sister. She thinks about Cooper all the time! First or second name really that comes out of her mouth every morning is "Bocoupe". She gives him kisses and will help me pat his back when I burp him. She also wants to "bao"(hold) Bocoupe all the time! It's really sweet seeing her with Cooper, I'm thinking they'll get along just fine! At least for now. :)
