D-Day

I figure it's probably about time I update my blog with how the delivery went.  These last couple weeks I'm surprised I've gotten through.  I don't know how I am even finding the time to update this as it seems as Kort is becoming colicky or whatever.  Luckily, a good friend of mine is letting me borrow her Moby Wrap and this is the first time I could figure out the thing so Kort is just bundled up next to me, making sure he's not crying. Miracle.  

Anyway, here's the details.

Last Doc appointment was Thursday, December 30, 2010.  I was 2 cm dilated, 80% effaced.  My Doc and I had talked about being induced, yes, because of the tax credit, but also because of our insurance.  Obviously everyone was wanting to get induced that weekend too.  She said I was a good candidate though and she'd try to get me scheduled for Friday, the 31st.  I got a call from her that Thursday night saying that I was scheduled to go in at 7:00 a.m., New Year's Eve!  Everything was becoming so surreal! It was like sleeping on Christmas Eve! We checked in at the hospital, got to my room, and just chilled for a while.  It took them 3 times to get my IV in and then around 9:00 they gave me Cytotek, a lesser form of Pitocin.  It did speed up my contractions and come noon, they kept me on it because my contractions were being regular.  By about 2:30, they started me on Pitocin.  The Doc came in and broke my water around 4:00.  Oh wow. Do I really know what they mean now by a gush of warm water! ha ha So the contractions were starting to get pretty rough so they gave me some Fentanyl (I think the name is appropriate for me because it sounds just like our last name :) to help with the pain before I got my epidural.  Well, that didn't last long because I was starting to die, so I quickly asked for the epidural.  By that time, I was already dilated to a 9.5 cm.  I could have gone natural within the next hour, but HECK no, it was killing me! But oh Heaven, I was in love with the epidural! It started working around 6 or so and I was starting to push by 7:00 p.m.  Kort was delivered at 8:41 p.m.  Oh what a joy it was to have Kort placed on my chest!  I knew I would cry, but not like I did.  I can't believe this thing growing inside of me was now physically in front of me!  Clay was such a good sport about everything.  He cut the umbilical cord and was so comforting for me.  Now, I don't want to get all graphic for you, but I thought it was the funniest thing/feeling when I delivered the placenta-what a gush!. Ha ha Unfortunately, I did tear and had to get stitches, but after recovering for a little, we headed upstairs to our room to stay.  It was the weirdest feeling having an infant in our room, that we were supposed to take care of now.  Yes, it's still weird to this day, but it's a wonderful feeling!  Well, that just about does it.  Hopefully  I'll keep you all updated now for how things happen.  Geez, I just can't believe it's been 2.5 weeks already!

 First family picture! He came out pretty bruised face, 

if you can't tell :)

 Play time!

 Kort's first bath! He's starting to like them more, thank goodness!

Taking one of his big yawns! Too bad it doesn't put him 

right to sleep.