Welcome to the world

Meet William, born on Tuesday, May 29th at 2:41pm, weighing in at 6 pounds, 10 ounces and measuring 19 inches.  Our little fighter came out pink and crying and we've been falling head over heals in love for the past few days.

It's 3:03 am and I'm writing this update, just to give you a sense of our life right now.  :)  Feel free to skip ahead, because this is going to be long, but I'll break it up into two blog posts.

Chris and I drove up and checked in to the hospital where we waited and waited and waited some more for the scheduled c-section to begin.  With all the different doctors involved, it had to fall at just the right time when all were available and I guess Tuesday was a popular day to have a baby.  I walked in (they make the daddy stay outside for this part) to a cold, sterile room filled with the tools that will numb me and cut me open.  I sat down on the operating table, bent over for the spinal injection, and immediately lost control of my emotions.  Here I was alone, crying, unable to articulate the millions of fears and emotions running through my mind.  I somehow pulled it together, they let Chris back in, and after only about 15 minutes, we had a baby.  I heard his cry before I saw him and again lost control of my emotions, but this time they were of utter relief and immediate love.  I'm sure at some point I'll tire of the sound of Will's newborn cry, but for now, it is the best sound on the planet because it means breathing and life and my baby is here. 

If it were up to the neotalogist, after Will's birth, he was going to be immediately admitted to the NICU and we would not get to spend that miracle hour of skin to skin contact together.  Thank god for Nurse Pam who convinced them to let us spend the time together while she closely monitored him and his oxygenation levels.  She placed him on my chest and just as nature intended, my little boy squirmed his way over to each breast where he latched perfectly.  It truly was a miracle and one I was able to share with Chris, Ben, my mom, dad and sister and my mother-in-law.  They did then take him up to the NICU and wheeled me to my room.  Besides some pretty severe nausea the first 6 hours after surgery, I've been healing wonderfully and have been up and walking, probably thanks to the long trek up to see my baby.  It's amazing what a precious baby will do for your motivation.

  
We have been so blessed with prayers, well wishes and thoughtful notes of congratulations.  Thank you!  I have read and re-read each one and l love telling Will how much he is already loved for such a tiny guy.