Life is going well these days. Daniel seems to be on a pretty consistent sleeping schedule, which is really nice for me. He usually goes to be around 10:30, wakes up at 3:30 to nurse, goes right back to sleep and then feeds at 6:30/7:00 and goes back to sleep for a little while. This morning was nice because he went back to sleep then woke up and "played" quietly in his bed for a long while. :)
He's 4 weeks and one day, holds his head up pretty much like a charm, smiles are growing by the day, poops like crazy still, and sleeps on good schedule. He's as cute as a bug in a rug, even with his little baby pimples. :-P
So a little about the birth: On May 12th I had an appointment at 9:30 at Nativiti. As they checked me (me being 42 weeks) they wondered at me not having contractions as I was dilated 4-5cm. They said if I could start contractions they'd pop my water to get things going...so as they monitored Daniel I got some contractions going and they said to come back at 1:30pm to have a baby! Wow! I still was feeling a little uneasy about having a baby...and so while excited, not sure what I was getting into!! lol
At 2:00 Karen broke my water and contractions started to come a little more often and a little harder. I guess they were about every 5-10 minutes apart. Somewhere in the afternoon they gave me a labor tincture and they definitely got labor harder and more intense.
At 6:30 Megan brought me dinner of Chickfila and for once in my life, I couldn't stomach it. A while later I threw it all up - even though all I ate was a tiny bite of chicken. Erin came by to say hi, but hard labor was starting in and I couldn't really communicate or enjoy anyone being around. Sometime later in the evening we were told the girls were still there - much to our surprise, I really didn't think they'd stay, but it was soo sweet of them.
Meanwhile, I was laboring in the tub and that helped my back with the pain - although Daniel was positioned perfectly, I still had pretty intense back pain. There wasn't a whole lot anybody could do to help me because I didn't want anyone touching me except for me holding onto Stephen's hand. It was hard when shifting around the room because I could hardly get from one place to the other through contractions.
Around 10:40 I started pushing and it was a relief in a strange sort of way. I wouldn't call it nice at all, but being able to do something with the pain helped. It was like trying to push the pain away that was nice. Somewhere in there we were informed that a guy had arrived, did we know? Uhh, no! We thought it was Stephen's dad, but it was really Jonathan F.
I was back in the tub for the last part of Daniel's delivery and he was born at 12:03am on May 13th. It was such relief to have him born and as he was on my stomach I kept exclaiming "he's here, he's here, its over!" Right in line with his personality, he didn't really cry a whole lot, more like whimpering for a little while, so they gave him some oxygen for a little bit off and on, and eventually he gave a good cry. (but he doesn't cry much at all) His cord kept pulsing for 20 minutes and finally Stephen cut it.
After a couple hours and his first nursing session Jonathan, Megan, and Erin came in to watch Daniel get weighed, measured, foot-printed, and generally see if he measured up to being a good healthy little man. And he did. :) It was really special having them there with us - good memories. After an herb bath we packed up and spent sometime with Megan, Jonathan, and Erin talking about everything and them being able to hold Daniel. We left for home at 4am.
It was nice to be home - our little family. <3
He's 4 weeks and one day, holds his head up pretty much like a charm, smiles are growing by the day, poops like crazy still, and sleeps on good schedule. He's as cute as a bug in a rug, even with his little baby pimples. :-P
So a little about the birth: On May 12th I had an appointment at 9:30 at Nativiti. As they checked me (me being 42 weeks) they wondered at me not having contractions as I was dilated 4-5cm. They said if I could start contractions they'd pop my water to get things going...so as they monitored Daniel I got some contractions going and they said to come back at 1:30pm to have a baby! Wow! I still was feeling a little uneasy about having a baby...and so while excited, not sure what I was getting into!! lol
At 2:00 Karen broke my water and contractions started to come a little more often and a little harder. I guess they were about every 5-10 minutes apart. Somewhere in the afternoon they gave me a labor tincture and they definitely got labor harder and more intense.
At 6:30 Megan brought me dinner of Chickfila and for once in my life, I couldn't stomach it. A while later I threw it all up - even though all I ate was a tiny bite of chicken. Erin came by to say hi, but hard labor was starting in and I couldn't really communicate or enjoy anyone being around. Sometime later in the evening we were told the girls were still there - much to our surprise, I really didn't think they'd stay, but it was soo sweet of them.
Meanwhile, I was laboring in the tub and that helped my back with the pain - although Daniel was positioned perfectly, I still had pretty intense back pain. There wasn't a whole lot anybody could do to help me because I didn't want anyone touching me except for me holding onto Stephen's hand. It was hard when shifting around the room because I could hardly get from one place to the other through contractions.
Around 10:40 I started pushing and it was a relief in a strange sort of way. I wouldn't call it nice at all, but being able to do something with the pain helped. It was like trying to push the pain away that was nice. Somewhere in there we were informed that a guy had arrived, did we know? Uhh, no! We thought it was Stephen's dad, but it was really Jonathan F.
I was back in the tub for the last part of Daniel's delivery and he was born at 12:03am on May 13th. It was such relief to have him born and as he was on my stomach I kept exclaiming "he's here, he's here, its over!" Right in line with his personality, he didn't really cry a whole lot, more like whimpering for a little while, so they gave him some oxygen for a little bit off and on, and eventually he gave a good cry. (but he doesn't cry much at all) His cord kept pulsing for 20 minutes and finally Stephen cut it.
After a couple hours and his first nursing session Jonathan, Megan, and Erin came in to watch Daniel get weighed, measured, foot-printed, and generally see if he measured up to being a good healthy little man. And he did. :) It was really special having them there with us - good memories. After an herb bath we packed up and spent sometime with Megan, Jonathan, and Erin talking about everything and them being able to hold Daniel. We left for home at 4am.
It was nice to be home - our little family. <3
Awww! So cute! :) Love ya, little guy! :D
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