So where to begin?! Well, I guess I'll just fill ya in from the start. I actually went into labor last Thursday while running errands. At first I thought they were more Braxton Hicks contractions (which I was having on a very regular basis) but they were a little more painful and happening quite often that afternoon. So when I got home I started timing them and they were 3 minutes apart! I still didn't really think I was in labor but went ahead and called my doctor that evening to let him know. He said that since I wasn't in much pain and was already scheduled for a C-section the next morning I should just stay at home and try to get some sleep. Well, with in an hour the pain started to increase and by 10 o'clock the contractions were 2 1/2 minutes apart. I called him again and he said to come on into the hospital. Well, I of course had to get showered, do my hair and makeup FIRST and then head over :) So Bryan and I got to the hospital at midnight with all our luggage...looked like we were goin' on vacation! But in our defense we were going to be there 4 nights! So I went to triage and got "checked in." They were asking all kinds of questions which were really hard to answer because my brain was preoccupied by the PAIN! But they finally got us in a room got me hooked up to an IV. I tried to sleep but was going to the bathroom literally every 20-30 minutes and with the contractions it was just impossible!
So family started showing up the next morning at 7 (the section was supposed to start at 7:30 but actually didn't happen until 9) and we all just hung out in the room until my doctors were finally ready for me. You'd think they had other patients besides me or somethin'!
So I got the epidural and the surgery started and our little man was born at 9:30 on the dot! He started crying immediately which made me start crying and it was just so beautiful. The doctor held him up over the sheet and then Bryan went off with the nurse and our new son to get all cleaned up while I was being put back together.
I finally got to hold him about 30 minutes later and was wheeled off to recovery with Bryan by my side. My labor and delivery nurse, Tish , (who was freakin' awesome by the way!!) put him on the boob immediately and he just started sucking away. It was so incredible! Then was the task of FINALLY picking out a name for our child. You'd think after 9 months we would have made a decision, but no. Bryan said the name Garrison (a name I had suggested a few days ealier) and it just felt right. So there was our new little family. We were and are just so happy. Here are some pics of Garrison's birthday and the days afterward. I wish I had done a better job of taking pics of him with all his visitors, but I guess I was preoccupied! And lacking sleep!
Here we are leaving the hospital...And here's Garrison him when we got home...Well, that's it for now! Garrison is here!!!