Noah and Dixie have been in a relationship for only a few months when they found out she is pregnant. A complete mistake. How will these two 19 year old handle birth, pregnancy, postpartum, and a newborn.
"You got him." I told my dad I as I handed Knox to him, his hand under his head and one under his butt. "Hi Buddy." He said as his eyes lit up. "Oh my god he is so little." Charli said in awe while touching his foot "Yeah he is just made it over 6 pounds." Noah responded. "So sweet." She added "Sorry, I was just in the bathroom washing my ha" she stated while running back to the couch from the bathroom.
She had been somewhere else last night and got here about a hour after Charli and my dad. "Sorry it took me so lo-" she started To say but was soon cutoff by her own emotions. She started to tear up while putting her hands over her mouth. "I did not need to cry today." She laughed while hugging me. " Can, can I take him." She asked me. "Yeah of course." Noah responded. "Come here sweet boy." She cooed while taking the baby from my dad. Knox started to cry as he does not like being moved and messed with. Which is a same honestly.
Noah reached out to grab him from my mom urgently . "Hey hey hey. I've got this. We're good" she chuckled at Noah while bopping up and down with Knox in his arms. "I've done this before" she told him.He calmed down fairly quickly. "Oh my goodness." My mom awed while slowly sitting down on the couch next to my dad. All 3 of them were just staring at him. "You guys are going to stare a hole through his head." Noah laughed. "Probably,he's just so sweet. You weren't. You cried." My dad told me "Trust me he does plenty of that, he has been good lately though." I chuckled.
My mom eventually let Charli hold him. But only after my dad laughed and called her a baby hog. "But how can't you be a baby hog with him." She asked. "Don't worry about it Noah's has some trouble giving him up as well." I laughed. "Yeah. Like he's just so cuddly and sweet I can't help it." He chuckled. "There only this sweet once then they turn into angry teenagers who want nothing to do with you." My dad told us. "Oh don't tell me that. He's not allowed to grow up." I groaned.
After we all got our baby fix and just talked for like an hour. My dad pulled Noah away to help him fix a broken table. And my mom got a phone call. Knox was LIVING for all this extra attention. As my parents left I showed Charli his newborn pictures we got back yesterday which are just amazing. It just captured him perfectly. Definitely worth the money.
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"He is so sweet and calm." She whispered while holding the baby "He's not usually. He has some sort of reflux which kept him up all night last night. But he usually sleeps fairly well. He won't take a bottle which i think is part of it." I told her. "That sucks. But like are you ok?" She asked me. I was stunned as nobody had really asked me how I was doing. "I'm fine. Like both Noah and I are basically the walking dead, and I got 16 stitches down there a week ago. But I'm actually like so happy that it just cancels it all out." I laughed.
"SIXTENN" She exclaimed "16 and a blood transfusion. All because I pushed him out too fast." I said while taking Knox from her so I could nurse him. "You deserve like a medal or something. And he won't take a bottle. I could never." She told me. "Yeah, hes worth it though." I said while stroking his hair. "Ah dude you need a bath." I said seeing how oily his hair is. "Wait, he's a week old and you still haven't given him a bath?" Charli said surprised. "Hey ok. So we had to wait until his cord stump fell off. But I wanted to be safe so I decided to wait until we went to the docter yesterday. Which by the way not fun. But he said we could. So probably tonight." I told her.
"Wait why was it bad?" She asked. "Cause of covid only one of us could go back. Which was me. And I am in so much pain. He cried the entire time. Pooped all the way up to his back. His pediatrician who I love wasn't there so I was stuck with a different one. Who was so judgy and old ." I ranted. "Oh my what did he say?" My mom asked me while she walked back in.
"First she kept making comments about my age. Like I'm 19 I'm young I know. Then she just assumed my baby daddy left." I said. "Wait Noah couldn't be back there with you?" My mom asked me upset. "Said that was setting Knox up for a life of bullying because he was born to teen parents. And he's not circumcised. Which is the opposite of what his actual doctor told me." I continued. "Wait is she like super old. Because a normal docter would never say this?" Charli asked "Yes oh my god she was like 80." I laughed.
I finished burping Knox and handed him too my mom as she offered to change him. "Wait Dixie does he have acid reflux?" My mom asked "Yes, ooh another one. She told me that my breastmilk is hurting him and I should give him formula instead. Which it's not and I was told by multiple other nurses that I should keep breastfeeding because it's better." I spewed. "I was just about to say. Do not. Do not, give him formula. It will mess up his gut." My mom told me. "I'm not going to but I would like him to take bottle. I think we're gonna try a different brand tonight." I said while picking Knox back up. "Just remember your his mom you know best." Charli told me.
I am his mama. I should have never let that doctor get to me. I know what is best for my son. Yes I'm young but I'm not stupid. He's my baby and Noah and I know what's best. We got so much hate for posting a picture of me sleeping with Knox. Mom shaming is real. And I posted a picture on my story of me breastfeeding Knox with the tag #breastisbest And then the formula feeding moms attacked me saying "fed is best." So basically I can't win. If I have learned anything in this last week of my son being on this earth it's that mama knows best. Mama always knows best.
