The story...

Friday morning I woke up at 4:00 AM to get ready to leave for the hospital, apparently, so did Willow and Grace because they were both wide awake and a few minutes later watching cartoons in my bed. By 4:45, Trav was up getting ready to take the kids to G-ma & G-pa's house for the day. Off they went, and I stayed home to finish getting ready. When he came back, we got everything in the van and were at the hospital about 5:45. We checked in, wiped hand rails down, toilet seats and remotes, hopped in my gown and laid down. I warned my nurse of my HORRIBLE IV expereinces and kindly asked if I could have someone experienced to do it. She said, no problem, that she would be the one doing it. 2 nurse later and 4 tries it was in. I wanted to die. Seriously, who's IV anxiety matches that of child birth? Mine! Shortly after I had my epaduril because the "angel" had a really busy day and I wanted to make sure I actually got one. That went well, my Dr broke my water and I was progressing. My nurse gave me 1 dose of pit and then stopped because I was doing well on my own after that. By noon I was ready to push- or so we thought... I thought he would be out in a few pushes, but he decided to get his head stuck to the side and be stubborn. After a hour of pushing, and several different methods we were making progress, but I was so exahausted. What was I doing wrong? Why couldn't I do it I kept thinking??? After his head straightened out, things were better and he was out, about a hour and 1/2 later- but holy moly- it was intense, incredibly painful and I just wanted to die. It was incredible at the same time. Just holding him for a minute and watching Trav's face was so unreal. He was born at 1:44 PM. Andrea cut the cord and they took him to get cleaned up. I was finally done. Another miracle. We were a little shocked to find out he was so big too- He was our biggest at 8 lbs and 12 oz! He was perfect though (besides his crazy cone head! But it's gone now!) He started nursing as soon as he was back in my arms, and we rested for awhile. Andrea went home to get ready for Isaac's party and we finally ate lunch. A few hours later G-ma & G-pa brought the kids and they were instantly in love (they are still fighting over him and driving me crazy!)They stayed for awhile and then Trav took the kids home around 6:00 PM. It was wonderful to have the room to myself all night and just bond with him. No noise, no TV, not even Office was in the back ground! Annikan, Roise, Angie and Kara made it that night to visit and it was fun to talk and eat my milkshake- thanks Annikan! (And Christy tried to be there for the delivery but sadly went to 2 wrong hospitals- missing it entirely! I'm sorry Christy- but thank you for trying!) By midnight I was so worn out I couldn't think straight so I had the nurse take him for awhile. I doozed for about 2 hours and she brought him back around 2:00 AM to nurse again. I closed my eyes for another 45 minutes between 4:00 and 5:00 AM and then we watched the sun come up. It was peaceful and nice to just hold him and thank my Heavenly Father for everything. Trav brought the kids around 10:30 and took them out for ice cream (thanks Mom!) Finally after 5:00 PM, we were getting ready to come home. There were TONS of of ladies having babies so everything took awhile. But by 6:00 PM last night we were home. My visiting teacher brought us yummy dinner, I took a very needed shower and then we got the big kids down. LAst night went Ok. I had to have Trav take him for awhile so I could try to sleep for a bit, I was so tired I couldn't function any more. I took him awhile later and we made it through the night. I slept on the floor in the living room after trying a 100 different ways to get him to sleep and get myself comfortable. Finally sleep came after 5:00 AM this morning, but not for long. I woke up to Daisy scarring me to death. She was just standing there above me looking down. Crazy girl! This morning has gone well- but I am off to wake up my darling husband so we can trade shifts. I need to sleep. So, that's it for now... I'll keep everyone posted. He is a little doll with super cute cheeks that you want to squeeze or kiss or nuzzle. We are still wondering if he is ours though because normally we have little mexican looking babies with dark skin and TONS of black hair. He has light brown with a tinge of red in it. It's really weird and I keep looking at him thinking something just isn't right. (I promise it is though. Trav is the only man for me!) I am off for now. My bottle of Advil is calling my name!