Welcome HVB!

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I did it!  I survived pregnancy and managed to deliver a healthy almost 8 pound baby (7 lbs 14 oz).  I’d like to introduce you to the newest member of our family, Sullivan, who shall hence force be known as:  HVB (Husky Vegan Baby).

So very tired!
So very tired!

I won’t go into the gory details, but I will say that the VERY first words I spoke to hubs after HVB arrived were “I am NEVER doing that again.”  Now, to be fair, my mom also informed me that when my older sister was born she proclaimed “You’re looking at an only child.”  So you never know….but I’d say that these two boys will be enough for me!  Also, if I do have any more, I think I’m just going to go ahead and get the pain meds.  Two med-free births was plenty.  HVB arrived both heavier AND longer than his big brother was at birth.  He had the good fortune to also be born to a mama who was already producing milk, so he has bulked right back after after losing a few ounces after birth.  As of Friday, he was almost back up to his birth weight, just a few days after arriving!  I’m so happy that he is nursing so well and packing on those ounces.

Those cheeks!
Those cheeks!

We are all just getting used to being a family of four.  Luckily I have a great support system and have been able to take it easy the last week and just enjoy time resting and bonding with HVB.  FVB is an amazing big brother…he’s obviously still adjusting and there are some struggles, but overall it is going really well.  The first time he witnessed HVB nursing, the look on his face was priceless.  It was sort of a combination of horror and despair.  However, I’m happy to report that he is much more comfortable with HVB nursing these days, and we have been able to maintain our previously established nursing boundaries (he only nurses once per day, at night before he falls asleep). HVB, on the other hand, is nursing mostly every hour and a half!   So naturally, I am starving most of the time. I’ve been eating and drinking like crazy to keep up my calories, and when I’m not eating I am on Pinterest pinning recipes (with key words like fast, easy, one pot, etc).  I’m taking my prenatals a bit more religiously and of course drinking copious amounts of water.  Now that you know how we all are doing, I will go on a small rant about the food situation in the hospital.

Being vegan as a hospital patient was….. interesting.  We had asked ahead of time if they would be able to accommodate our dietary restrictions, and they assured us that they had a separate “chef prepared” vegan menu.  Sounds great, right?  Turns out, it was basically a few things that they pulled off of their “regular” menu that were vegan. I also don’t totally believe that they knew what vegan meant, because they had a Gardenburger on their vegan menu, and I’m pretty sure Gardenburgers are vegetarian, not vegan.  I was able to eat oatmeal, fruit, and potatoes for breakfast, which they served with chocolate soy milk both times (hey, I won’t say no to a little chocolate in my oatmeal!)  I tried ordering a salad once, which was described as “mixed field greens topped with a medley of roasted vegetables and served with a side of citrus vinaigrette.” Well, when it arrived it was ice burg lettuce topped with shredded carrots and chicken.  So naturally I sent it back and re-requested my original salad order.  It came back a second time EXACTLY the same.  I clarified yet again that I wanted a vegan salad.  When she brought it back the third time, it was ice burg lettuce, shredded carrots, cucumbers, and raw mushrooms.  As she handed it to me, she said “I just made it, the kitchen was confused about what was supposed to go on it.  I don’t really know what vegan even means so I hope this is OK.”  So much for the “chef prepared” aspect of the menu.  I also ordered pasta with red sauce for dinner, which was OK but sadly wasn’t whole wheat pasta and didn’t come with any veggies (I was hesitant to try ordering a salad again!)  Hubs had kindly done a grocery store run and stocked us up with a few healthier and tastier options, so I did have a delicious container of roasted veggies that I added in with the pasta.  I also tried ordering an iced tea with lemon wedges, and they sent up a can of Fuze Lemon Iced Tea, which is basically water and high fructose corn syrup.  The maternity floor had a fridge with a selection of free drinks that included:  coke, diet coke, and ginger ale.  Lucky for me, hubs had packed sparkling water and cranberry juice for me. I say all this not to be snotty and stick my nose up at the hospital cafeteria, but just to draw attention to a few things.  This is a hospital, a place where sick people go to get well, or where healthy people like me stay to recover, and I’m shocked that what I described was the BEST they could do to nourish me.  Ice burg lettuce, white pasta, and high fructose corn syrup.  It’s maddening.  When I was being discharged, they were giving me instructions on boosting my iron levels and listed leafy greens as a good source of iron…..as they serve me ice burg lettuce for my salad.  C’MON people, we can do better than this!!!  Our hospitals should be stocked with the absolute HEALTHIEST food and drink you can find.  Or at the very least a few leafy greens mixed in with that ice burg!  I will say that the hummus and veggie plate was quite good.  That’s about the only positive remark I can make about the whole thing.

Needless to say, I am thrilled to be home and eating my own food (or, more accurately, my mom’s food).  Hubs and FVB are off on a grocery store run now, and I am enjoying listening to the newborn sounds coming from the baby swing next to me. Soon enough I’ll be writing with the background noise of two little boys playing, so I’ll enjoy the relative silence that I have now!  Hope to be back on writing again soon.  Please enjoy this very sweet photo of FVB and HVB together.  So much love!

Hey brother!
Hey brother!
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  1. tmm

    HVB is as cute as FVB. It is appalling that hospitals are so clueless as to the nutritional dimension of good healthy eating. Good Gawd how bassackwards is our society! Happy settling in to your new family situation. . . .

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