Colin was born 11/21 at 6:04am. 8 lbs 12 oz, 21.5 inches.
Here's the story...
On my eighth day "overdue", just after midnight I felt the first contraction. Not painful, but it was different and I knew we were going to be close. For the next 2 hours I laid in bed with my hands on my belly, relaxing and letting the contractions get closer together and stronger. And they did. I did enjoy the calmness of being in the moment as I excitedly was waiting to meet this baby.
At about 2:00am things were picking up and I needed to be up moving around the house. I would stop and lean over something during a contraction, mostly the dryer. Then, around 3:00 I woke up Tony because it was getting intense and I needed some company! Around 3:30 I told him to give our neighbor a 'head's up' that she would be needed to watch Evan soon. Ten minutes later, he called her back because he were hopping in the car to head to Munson. I remember how quiet and dark the night was. It was a peaceful drive and arrival to the hospital. I labored in the bathroom leaned over the railing while I got all checked in and then went into the tub. My time in the tub was spent with Tony, Dana (doula in training), and Peg (midwife) alternating pushing as hard as they could on my back and hips... ahh, something that really got me through until that urge to push came and I got out of the tub, my water broke, and I pushed out a baby in a few minutes on my hands and knees. Since I had my back to everyone, I learned that it was a boy from Tony and Peg and then was able to flip around and snuggle this little guy. What an amazing feeling of joy, but those first few minutes I was just wiped out and was thankful for the relief! And thankful he was perfect! Lots to be thankful the next morning, which was Thanksgiving.
Id knees. Since I had my back to everyone, I learned that it was a boy from Tony and Peg and then was able to flip around and snuggle this little guy. What an amazing feeling of joy, but those first few minutes I was just wiped out and was thankful for the relief! And thankful he was perfect! Lots to be thankful the next morning, which was Thanksgiving. 
| first family photo |
| first day home just me and the boys (4 days old) |
| 5 days old |