Sooooo- looks like he's a keeper... even though he's a blond! I thought for sure this would be my little dark haired baby. Apparently we've got a pretty strong gene thing going on.
After a week spent on my couch NOT moving- I went into the hospital exactly the same as I was at my last Dr.'s appointment. Now, you could make the argument that I willed him to stay in so that we could follow my all important plan... that's what I thought.
Turns out- it was all up to him... the whole time. The substitute Dr. started me at about 10 a.m. The plan was to go nice and slow until my actual Dr. could get there at 3 p.m. It was also the plan to have DALE deliver the baby. How cool would that be?
The plan started out on track. I got an epidural at 1:30 p.m. at which time Dale went home to get the girls. (Yep. I let them watch Crew's birth too. They're not traumatized. They think it's great. We just had to have the, 'you don't talk about this at school or church or with your friends' talk.)
Anyway- at about 2 p.m. I felt A LOT of pain, and wasn't sure why. (DUH.) I called the nurse in- who told me I was complete. I went from a 5 to a 10 in 30 minuets. People started running around like crazy people... and paging the doctor using big important words, and saying things like, "I can SEE his head."
The Dr. (not my Dr.) came running in minuets later. Gowns and gloves were flying everywhere. It was about then that I told him that I wasn't going to push until Dale got there. He didn't believe me until I said it 3 times.
In those few minuets, I resigned myself to the fact that Dale wouldn't be delivering the baby- but I was not about to let him and the girls completely miss it.
Breaking every traffic law imaginable, they made it to the hospital in record time at 2:15. I told the Dr. that I would push now. Isn't that nice of me?
At 2:25 TYKE walked out of my uterus. Seriously. It was that easy... and that quick.
We had our baby... and we loved him immediately.
He looks a little bit like a tiny old man... with a bad receding hair line... but he's the cutest little old man I've ever seen. He's here to stay- and it looks like he fits right in. Now I just need to hire a body guard for him. Let the games begin.
7 comments:
Congrats! Sounds like a fun little story. Crew looks awful happy.
That is so exciting for all of you! He is beautiful. Crew is clearly in love! Garrett delivered Rylynn when she was born and it was so cool. I love that your girls were there for it. What a neat experience for them. Glad they all made it in time!
What a great birth story with all the drama and action packed in. :) I cannot believe you resisted the urge to push until Dale and the girls got there. You are one tough woman!!
Very cute! Very cute name! Very cute girls. Very cute birthday (3-6-9)... love that it is mathematically cute. :) SO happy for you. So happy it was as pleasant as possible. Oh... and all 8 of my siblings were in the delivery room with my mom's 9th (and final) baby. ages ranged from 4 to 17. I was 8. I think it is cool. Congrats again!
YEAH!! He's darling! Love the name and loved the post. Good luck with 4-it's a little crazy!!
Oh my gosh I didn't even know you had the baby!!! I just thought I'd check out your blog to see how everything was going and BAM there were like four new posts of him! Oh he is sooo dang precious!!! All of your kids are so stinkin cute! I love all the pictures. Congratulations! I'm glad everything went alright!
Cute, cute, CUTE!
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