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Welcome to This World Caspian Ferdowsi Rahmanian

I will no longer refer to him as baby #2….he has a name now!

Caspian Ferdowsi Rahmanian blessed us with his presence the day after Christmas. He’s a Christmas baby! He weighed 7lb 10 oz. He was delivered via cesarean. i named him after the Caspian Sea and his middle name after a famous Persian poet.

I can’t say enough good things about my doctors and Fairfax Hospital. When I’m recovering in Fairfax Hospital I feel like I’m on vacation. I get to lay around all day, sleep whenever I want, order room service, have them babysit my newborn….. It’s great!

Because I was so late with Valentino (he really didn’t want to come out) I thought I’d be late, or at least on time for my planned c section date this time around. That didn’t happen, as about a week before my due date I started to feel contractions. They started on Christmas Eve, but I didn’t think they were contractions at all. They barely hurt, and just felt like glorified period cramps. I remember the doctors saying not to call them unless your contractions are so bad that you can barely talk. So because they didn’t hurt, I didn’t think they were contractions, therefore I didn’t keep count of the frequency and timing of them. Then on Christmas day my water broke. That was WEIRD. It took me a while to even realize my water broke, as it felt like a slow gushing of liquid. Sorry TMI. Then I called the doctor and she told me to leave for the hospital asap and that I’d have surgery in a few hours. We went to the hospital around 4am, and called my mom and sister over to take care of Valentino for the duration of our hospital stay. I found it nice but strange that my contractions didn’t hurt. I was expecting some horrible excrutiating pain…that never happened. Definitely not complaining.

The C section went really well. Unlike last year’s one, this year the spinal tap wasn’t as bad, and they even let my husband in the operating room while they were administering the spinal. Apparently that never happens. I had to beg the anesthisiologist to let him in. This time around though I did feel more sleepy and sluggish during the surgery and afterwards. All I wanted to do was to sleep. And I did plenty of that while the nurses babysat Caspian in the nursery.

I’m feeling really good and can definitely say I’m feeling more confident and comfortable wiith Caspian and all the things that go along with a new baby. I feel like I got this. Everything seems familiar, everything seems routine.

With Valentino we would freak out about every little thing that we thought may be a problem. With Caspian we know what’s normal and what’s not. Like, growing pains will keep him fussy until about 2 to 3 months, and it’s normal for him to cry (or scream) dramatically while turning red and clawing his face off…..and it’s ok that his umbilical cord will start stinking and that doesn’t mean it’s infected (it is after all, rotten flesh).

Having another boy is wonderful and so familiar. He doesn’t look anything like Valentino did when he was born. Caspian appears to have lighter and thinner hair, but longer eyelashes. And there are facial features that resemble his paternal grandfather.

He emerged with a weak cry. This made me panic while on the operating table. “Why isn’t he crying?? Why don’t I hear him cry?” I would ask. The nurses would say they didn’t know, and told my husband he can pinch Caspian’s feet to get him to cry. So as soon as I held him I pinched his feet and made him cry. Maybe he was just happy to be out? I have no idea really.

This time around with Caspian, I knew breastfeeding wasn’t going to be much of an option for me. Because of my history of lack of breast milk with Valentino and his weight loss, the lactation consultants recommended I formula feed. Regardless, I still try to breast feed. I have rented a hospital pump and pump every hour…as even a few drops count. I will then mix in those few drops into his formula. I have seen numerous lactation consultants and doctors. None of them can tell me why I don’t produce much milk. I get the standard “Well some people’s bodies just don’t produce enough milk” reply when I ask. I’m one of those unlucky 5% who cannot produce much breast milk. At least with Caspian I know this and started formula feeding immediately so he doesn’t lose weight like Valentino did.

Being at home with Caspian is great. My husband takes care of Valentino while I recover and take care of Caspian. My recovery is also better this time around. I don’t get that sharp pain in my lower abdomen like I did last year, and the bleeding isn’t as heavy as it was last year. I have to say though, I REALLY miss a good nights sleep.

My next project is to see how I can logistically take care of two humans at the same time, once my husband starts working again.

Here are some pics:






About: Leila Rahmanian and Salar Rahmanian

Leila Rahmanian is married to Salar Rahmanian. They live in the San Francisco Bay Area and have three wonderful kids, two boys named Valentino Rahmanian and Caspian Rahmanian and a beautiful daughter named Persephone Rahmanian.