It was my due date, but I didn't think I'd actually be giving birth. It was another false labor, just like the other 4 or 5 times. They send me home around 3:30 or 4. I'm effaced enough but not dilated enough.
They tell me to get some sleep and go to my OB in the AM. Sleep eludes me. I finally give up around 6.
I waddle out to our living room and sit in my favorite chair. I watch the sun rise. My contractions are getting worse, but I don't want to wake anyone. It was a long night for them too. If I only knew.
18 hours of labor is what I was in. You, big guy, decided to grace us with your presence at 6:30 on the dot.
Happy 6th Birthday D!
I can't believe how you've grown.
Such a cutie! Well worth the initial labour and all the work since then!
ReplyDeleteHi Heather, what a delightful young man you have there. All the pain and suffering was worth it, we tell ourselves, LOL I have three boys, men now of course. Thanks for sharing the pics. Happy New Year. I have recently found your blog and am now following you, and will visit often. Please stop by my blog and perhaps you would like to follow me also. Have a wonderful day. Hugs, Chris
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