after a very long couple of days, my precious little man finally made his appearance at 2:05 AM Tuesday, January 26th weighing in at 8lbs 15oz and measuring 21 3/4 inches in length
for those of you interested, here's our birth story (a little long..);
My water broke at 2:00 AM Sunday morning, we went in to the hospital to get monitored, and everything was fine, but we were told to come in 12 hours later to get checked again, which we did, and were sent home and told to come back the next morning for induction.
Monday morning we went in at 8:00 AM as I still had no contractions, they put me on a drip to get them started, and I was told they would start almost immediately... they finally started at 2:24 PM, they came hard - 45 seconds long, and every 2 minutes immediately, and by 2:45 PM I was on an epidural (whoever invented it has my eternal thanks)
at 8:00 PM I still hadn't made much progress with dilation and they started discussing a c-section, and every 2 hours they'd check... luckily by 10:00 PM I had dilated to 7cm and they were happy enough with the progress that they figured I could deliver naturally.
at 12:00 AM his heart rate started to skyrocket (regularly 140 - 150... went up to 205) and while the nurse acted very calm, we could tell something might be wrong - it ended up going back down, but at 1:00 AM they said it was time to start pushing because we needed to get him out.
so 1:15 rolled around and we started working on getting him out, his heart rate went back up to 205 and they allowed me to keep pushing until about 1:45 when the nurse said she was going to get some assistance.... by some... she apparently meant 10 - 12 people.. the room was packed and they were all talking medical jargon that made no sense to either of us... all we knew was that they were going to use foreceps to get him out, his head was swollen, and there was a problem with his heart rate... so they got the anesthesiologist to top me up on epidural, got the forceps, a couple pushes, and he was out at 2:05 AM. They put him on my stomach and let my husband cut the cord, and then took him over to do all his checks... hearing him cry was the most amazing sound in the world.
He's doing great - and (in my biased opinion) is the most beautiful baby in the whole world.