Welcome to the world, baby boy!

"Babies are bits of stardust, blown from the hand of God."
-Larry Barretto

I am so excited to introduce our son who was born in the wee hours of Tuesday, February 3, 2015.

 

After working all day (as well as filling up at the gas station and stopping at the grocery store), I came home more than ready to lay on the couch. After a quick dinner, we started watching a movie. However, don't ask me about the ending of the movie because I spent the last 30 minutes or so distracted by the first strong contractions of the night. 

Rob timed my contractions through a hot shower and a "nap" on the couch, and by midnight, they were coming quickly. In between contractions we quickly packed the last of the bags into the car and then headed to the hospital.

When we arrived, they measured my cervix to be "8 cm with a bulging bag," and quickly wheeled me to the labor and delivery room a little after 1:00 am. My water broke on its own, and the urge to push soon followed. I tried hard to keep from pushing until the doctor arrived, but once he was in place, it was time to birth this baby. I pushed through 5-6 contractions before this sweet little boy slipped out at 2:06 am.

The joy of holding our son and the pride in delivering him with no interventions gave us enough energy to power through the next few hours and settle in our home away from home on the maternity ward.

We sent texts and photos to our close friends and family. My mom and sister were awake and waiting for news, all of us wishing the distance between us was much shorter.

Rob's mom headed our way as soon as she got the news we were leaving for the hospital. She arrived at the hospital around 4:30 am, just enough time to kiss his cheek and pick up a house key before we all crashed for a few hours. 

Once "rested" we spent the day bonding with our son... this little guy who had been kicking us for months. In complete awe that he belonged to us, that he made us mama and daddy.

Because he rocked all of his check-ups and assessments, we were able to be discharged from a hospital after only 36 hours. We were eager to bring him home, to find our rhythm on our own turf. 

Now... let the real adventure begin!