40 weeks and a birth

Here is the brief version of Futcher's birth day :)

November 8th was the day we had been waiting for for months! We went to the doctor at 11:30 and found out I was 2cm and 90% effaced. He stripped my membranes (OW!) and I went home to rest. At 4 something that afternoon I took a shower and thought my water broke! I didn't believe it for a good 15 minutes. I just stood in the bathroom crying between contractions, which were 5 minutes apart, until Bren came in to check on me. My mom confirmed it was my water and Bren helped me dry my hair, then off to the hospital we rushed. 

After 2 hours of contractions that were 2-3 minutes apart I was only 3cm and in more pain than I ever imagined. I was uncontrollably shaking and told Bren I never wanted to have another child. I wouldn't have gotten through it without him holding my hand and reminding me to breathe.  2 hours later I got my epidural :) My blood pressure dropped and I was pretty loopy from there on out. We visited with family for a little bit then fell asleep. 

At 1am the nurse checked me and said I was between 8-9 cm and I would be pushing in an hour. Things were happening way faster than I expected! I started eating ice like crazy because I was so hot and nauseas. Bren woke up when I started vomiting. I began practice pushes at 2am, the doctor showed up at 2:25 and Futcher was born at 2:40. 

I love the look on Bren's face. This is when the baby is coming out...Please ignore my 'pushing' face

Our precious little angel was 8 pounds, 3.4 ounces and absolutely perfect. 

Both Futcher and I had fevers and after a while of skin to skin he had to be taken away for tests. I was still pretty loopy and nauseas at this point.

He passed all of his tests and our fevers went down within a couple hours. 

We are now home adjusting to this crazy wonderful new life and loving every tear-filled minute of it!

We owe a huge thank you to everyone who has helped us out by cooking, cleaning, holding the baby while we sleep, exercising the dogs, doing laundry, and much more!

39 weeks

39 weeks! Any minute now...

Total weight gain is 28 pounds

So far my blood pressure is perfect, I'm not swelling, baby's heart beat is great, he is moving plenty, and we are both steadily gaining weight... so since we are both doing great, there's no rush to get him out! 

Here are a couple things the kids at work have said about the baby recently:

-A 2nd grader whispered to his friend "I can see the baby's finger!!" (referring to my outtie belly button)

-A random 4th grader came up to me in the hall and said "You're going to have a baby, and I was watching this show about a cow who had a baby and when they pulled the baby cow out... it was dead" then the kid walked away. Thanks for sharing! 

I really don't feel any different than I have for the past month. I've still been going for walks a few days a week and stretching here and there. (Have I mentioned that I can't wait to start yoga again?!)

No cravings... No food aversions. Just hungry often. 

Sleep has been good and bad this past week. Some nights I just can't get comfortable or can't sleep period and some nights, other than getting up to pee 2-4 times, I sleep wonderfully.

November seemed like it was lightyears away in March when we found out we were pregnant. Have I shared that story yet? Now seems like a good time. 

We originally decided we would plan on having a baby in January... but then we got anxious and decided to start trying a couple months early (Brendan's idea). I was convinced that it would take months for me to get pregnant. I got extremely stressed about moving and starting new jobs and finishing grad school and decided we should wait a few months before trying again. And a few days later I found out I was pregnant! I put a shirt on Parker that said "I'll be a big brother in November" and that's how I told Bren. Then we sat on the couch for about an hour and soaked it all it. I had a week with no nausea, then the sickness kicked in. I love being pregnant and reminiscing about the whole journey!