I Am In Love

Even though I didn't really keep track on the blog as much as I had planned, today, I would be posting about my 29th week of pregnancy.  It would have been an excited post about only having one week left to meet the little man.

Except I have already met him.  Meet Bryan.  As of Saturday, he is 1 week old.

just like the song, he is sleeping all day staying up all night

 I really don't have much to tell about his birth story.

Except that my labor was awesome.  I am not even being sarcastic.

The reason it was so awesome was because I had no idea I was even in labor. 

Friday was my last day of work before I went on maternity leave. (I didn't even make it for the disability leave part of it)  I said good bye to my coworkers and went to my regularly scheduled appointment.  When the doctor came in to talk to me, she asked the routine questions. Asked if I have had any contractions.  Yes, but not a lot.  Where there any that made it hard to talk, breath, or move? Nope. I really barely even noticed them.  Then she checked my cervix.  Um, hello 6!  She advised me to go to the hospital in an hour to be re checked.

So I went and did my taxes.

An hour and a half later we decided to head over there just in case.  I still felt nothing.

when they checked at the hospital, I was still a 6 so my midwife told me to go shopping or to a movie, eat and then come back to double check.

When she checked again two hours later, I was admitted.

I still felt next to nothing.

I didn't have any pain till 4 in the morning when I was 9 cm.  I am pretty sure I only felt it then because she broke my water.  I knew I was going to want an epidural for the delivery and had one coming before I even felt my first contraction.  

Seeing how Painful recovery has been, I'm so glad I got the epidural.

I pushed for about 2 hours, with an hour break in between.   I remember thinking tiredly every time they told me I was doing so good, that if I was doing so good, catch him already.

Then suddenly he was there.  

My little cheese covered baby

8 lb 1 oz.  could you think if he had waited another two weeks?  Ouch.

I am so sleep deprived, hungry, and useless(as far as house work is concerned)  That being said, I love being a mommy.  I love giving him little kisses.  I love having him snuggled into my chest.  I love watching him smile in his sleep.

I am more than grateful for the gift I have been given from my heavenly father.  It is also making me realize more and more that I will never be able to fully understand his love for me.  But I do understand it a little more every day I spend with my little man.