Guess Who Finally Arrived!

Tada!

After 18 hours of (not-so-bad) labor, our beautiful little (big) boy is here!

It could have gone a wee bit easier but I couldn't have asked for more. My induction was scheduled for 11:50 p.m. on Thursday night, so, of course, I started having contractions at 11...

We went to my step-girl's spring recital (she was amazing as always), grabbed some Taco Bell (like a tradition almost) and I even had time to shower and rest before heading out to have my baby.

I gave in and got the epidural and I am so thankful I did because it allowed me to be more present and awake for the delivery. The hardest part of all of it was the waiting! It took Foooorrrrevvvverrrrrr...rrrr...

I'll spare the gory details because ewww but I have to share that when his head appeared the doctor and nurses (and even my love) all went silent and still... as they stared in disbelief at how huge his head was (39 inches), then it was back to "Push!"

Less than 15 minutes of pushing and he was here, quiet, mellow and taking in the new sights around him. He didn't even scream until they bathed him for the first time. No cute little newborn cry from him, nu-uh.... But he cries so rarely that's its still kind of adorable.

Then the doctor actually has the audacity to say that he could have stayed in another 2 weeks!!! Could you even imagine how frickin huge he would have been?!?!?!? I would have been the girl who delivered the 15 pound baby!! No way!

We were like rockstars at the hospital, all the nurses came in to see our beautiful 11 pound baby. They couldn't believe it. Neither could we. The hospital staff had to scrounge up diapers to fit him, cause he was already too big for the newborns. His going home outfit barely fit him, we thought we were going to have to do a midnight run just for clothes for him.

Today he's 10 days old and had his first check-up. He's already grown almost 2 inches and has advanced relexes. He's alert and the only time he fusses is when he's really hungry. We've had great luck getting him to sleep somewhat through the night. There's been a night or two where he woke up a lot for food, but we're working out the kinks. At least we're not like some of those new parents who get stuck awake through the whole night with a sleepless baby. I couldn't even imagine how much that would suck.

My baby bug is adapting really well to being big brother. He loves to help feed him but is completely against changing diapers. He told me it was a Mommy's job, not a big brother's. I was worried that he was going to act out or start misbehaving to get attention, but he's been almost normal so far. *She says with her fingers tightly crossed* He's got a smart mouth but he always has.

I couldn't be happier and I couldn't possibly feel any more blessed than I do right now. I'm almost in this euphoric state with a wide dopey grin plastered to my face.

Life is so good!!

Six Days Overdue

Today I am six days overdue and not showing one single sign of labor... Not happy

I started my maternity leave a little earlier than I really wanted to but my nerves were shot and I was going to blow my top if one more person asked when I was going to have my baby...

I hate being so weak that I can't keep working but it's for my co-workers safety and my whole body hurts so now no one has to listen to my whining.

Yesterday we scheduled our induction date and while I really hate saying it, I'm probably going to make it to Thursday night. So, more than likely, my boy will be born on Friday... if I don't have 36 hours of screaming labor.

We had his heart rate monitored to make sure it's safe to continue to the end of the week... and it is.

He's a little stinker and a total trouble maker. A normal baby's base line is 120/130 and he just decided that he was going to change his to 110... Nurse said it was safe and he was doing fine, but it wasn't something most babies do.

Then we had our ultrasound to make sure his amniotic fluid was high enough and that his lungs were developed. They had to buzz him twice because he was holding his breath and refused to perform for the technician. She said that she's never had a baby purposely hold their breath before. I just smiled and said, "Now you know why I want him out so bad."

I'm dilated to barely 2 cm... yeah, a whole 1/2 in two weeks... Go me!

I had one whole contraction yesterday... They were monitoring me and the nurse said "Oh, you're having a contraction" and I said "Um, no." and she showed me the monitor and I was! It didn't last long and it was only one, but whoo-hoo!

We have tried everything and he doesn't want to make his grand entrance.

My body is ready to give birth, all we're waiting on is him. He just needs to come out!

Come Out! Come Out! Come Out! Come Out!

Four More

My ultimate biggest pet peeve at this moment is people asking "Are you still here?" or "You haven't had that baby yet?"

Yeah, morons, I had the baby and I'm just wearing a pillow because I miss being pregnant so much... Oh, and I decided to keep coming to work because I'm a workaholic... Okay, I am a workaholic, but come on.

I am dilated to a whole.... (*drumroll*) 1 and a half cm... Oh yeah, I'm cruising now (<---- that's sarcasm)

If this baby gets any more onery, I am going to pull him out myself.

He kicks my leg nerves so my knees collapse and I crash to the ground. He kicks my ribs. He smacks my hand away if I try to rub my (oh so swollen) belly. He bumps my arm so whatever I was attemtping to write turns to gibberish. He doesn't like me hugging people. And to top it all off, I can't sit up straight anymore... which makes working rather interesting. Come on, who doesn't want to see the front desk girl slouched back in her chair, looking like she's about ready for nap time? That's still professional, right? Right?

The only thing saving my small little slice of sanity is my love. He rubs my tired feet. He makes Taco Bell runs (for the 4,089,564th time). He even helps me out of the bathtub because it sits so deep that I get stuck (oh yeah, fun). He is so amazing that he makes the sacrifice of running to get me Rocky Road ice cream and he even eats whatever is left over just so nothing is wasted. How generous is he? I already knew that he is one of the greatest guys ever but in my overemotional state I'm just overflowing with awe and with love for him...

I am so over it and I am beyond ready to have my baby... Why won't he come out?!?!?!?!?

Four more days til my due date, I'm sure the little stinker is going to make this as hard as he can.