In the Days Since...

This is how the mister spends most of his days.

Tucker had a birthday and turned 6, more on that in another post.

We still can't get enough.

He's learned to make funny faces, this goofy one is my favorite!

He still enjoys being bundled and is so handsome!

He got his foot pricked 4 days in a row to keep an eye on his bilirubin levels. It finally peeked and came down. He also failed his hearing test twice in the hospital and barely passed it twice at the specialists. He SHOULD be fine but we'll keep mindful and watch him as he develops. Look at that round face!

Tuck pulled both of his front teeth in the same day. It gives him a different look and we laugh at the words he says differently.

We all fight each other to get our snuggle time in.

Jett days 2 & 3

Day 2 was much less eventful. The blondies came up for another visit and once again, couldn't get enough. Jett and I got better acquainted, he's such a good baby and so squishy! I was able to inspect every inch of him and rather enjoy his pinchy thighs, fuzzy shoulders, and his pterodactyl cry. I decided he looks like Tatum but sneezes like Tucker, 2 sneezes in a row and never any less. He moans like Tucker did when he sleeps and drools like his Dad.














He appreciates being bundled but prefers his arms left out. Even if you forget and wrap him with his arms in they always find a way to come out. His lips are smoochable and his head deliciously soft. He's mine and I'm smitten.




We got to come home on Wednesday, January 5th, a freezing cold morning. It was also Jersey's 2nd angel anniversary. How ironic he should come home this very day. Not coincidence. It was the best thing I could think of to do on this day, perhaps Jersey Girl had a hand in this. I felt like a new parent trying to dress him feeling like I'd break him.



















The rest of the day we couldn't get enough of him. Tatum immediately held him when she got home from school. Sadly for her it was the last time for 4 days she'd be able to. She went from beauty queen to...






a very sick girl. She ran a fever, had body aches, and even hallucinated at night. She wasn't allowed to come near me or Jett and was so jealous to watch Tucker hold and smooch Jett. Poor girl, I really felt bad for her!

The boys each got their turns with the boy.

He got a new outfit and we thought he looked quite funny, cozy but funny.

Precious.

And yes, his arms eventually found their way out.

Jett, Day 1

Jett was by far the easiest delivery I've had. Started the poticin at 7:30, broke my water at 11:45, and 3 pushes later out he came at 1:13 pm on January 3rd. He screamed and screamed and all I could think about was how beautiful that sound was. Jersey Girl never cried, she was immediately intabated but Jett sure had some lungs. It was so relieving to hear him cry. One of the best sounds I've ever heard. He weighed in at a hefty 8 lbs. 8 oz, we like our boys big! He was perfect and mine!

As he quit screaming and the nurses were wiping him off he started to grunt. They stood there watching him talking quietly. I've learned to not trust quiet conversations between drs and nurses. They decided to call in a respiratory therapist. After he examined and watched Jett he determined he needed to be taken to the NICU and now. Grunting is a sign of respiratory distress. They asked if I'd like to hold him first. Stupid, stupid question. They wrapped him like a burrito and handed him to me and then stood there and waited for me to finish so they could take him. As if I'd ever be finished. After a very short 30 seconds they decided I'd had him long enough and took him.

To say I was angry is an understatement, I was FURIOUS! This was not what I had envisioned the last 39 weeks and 1 day. I hadn't had time to count his fingers and toes. I hadn't decided who he looked like. I hadn't inspected every inch of his chubby body or smooched his cheeks. He hadn't squeezed my finger AND THEY WERE TAKING HIM FROM ME! It felt like Jersey all over again.

When I finally got to go see him this is what I found. The nurse asked how I was doing and I barked at her how angry I was. Poor lady. Looking at the bright side, we knew everything they were doing to him, we could read his monitors and know what the numbers meant so although he was on CPAP we knew very well how bad it could be and fortunately wasn't.

This looks just like Jersey: NG tube, heart monitors, line in the hand, blood pressure cuff, pulse ox, pricked heels. Fortunately he recovered quickly and was released from the NICU after 5 hours. It was 5 hours to long for me!

This is his first diaper change. Thanks hon for doing that!

The blondies were SO excited to meet their brother. They showered, put on clean clothes, and did their hair so they could make a good first impression.

Tucker LOVED looking at him and rubbing his head. At first he didn't want to hold him but when it was time for him and Tatum to leave he decided, in a last ditch effort to delay his departure, he really wanted to hold Jett. It was precious watching the two of them. Tucker kept saying how soft Jett was. He finally felt like the big brother he's been missing out on being. Here's our boys, so very handsome!

Tatum was absolutely smitten from the very beginning and couldn't get her turn to hold him fast enough. She spoke soft and gentle to him, rubbed his head, smooched his cheeks, and stared and stared. I loved it!

This one was to cute to not post. Tuck loves his Daddy!

Here we are, the family picture. Gotta love how you look in the hospital after being pumped full of fluid and just giving birth. It felt like Heaven to finally have him in our arms, there are hardly words. He's so precious and everything we've been waiting for.

He's Here!!!

We welcomed Jett Christopher Anderson on Monday, January 3rd. He was born at 1:13 pm and was 8 lbs and 8 oz. Mom and Baby are both home and doing well.