William "Liam" Daniel arrived Monday August 27th at 5:46am. He weighed 7lbs 2oz and was 19inches long.
I know not everyone is so keen on birth stories, but I promise this one will be short and sweet. I woke up at 3am with contractions. I timed them for about 45 minutes. Called the Dr and my mom. We were at the hospital around 4:30. By the time I was in the bed and had an IV in, the contractions were coming right on top of each other. Dr. walks in about 5:30, Liam was born at 5:46. Crazy I tell you. There was no time for any kind of pain medication what so ever. Although, I have to say that looking back I don't think the IV drugs really did all that much to take away the pain. Because of the blood thinners I was on, I wouldn't have been able to get an epidural until about 6am, so there was definitely no time for that either. It was a pretty perfect delivery. Super painful, but super fast. Liam did great and came out healthy. His blood sugar was slightly low, but after that first check it was up in normal range every other time they checked.
The hospital stay was quiet and peaceful. Jonathan and I just chilled and read and watched tv and snuggled our new little guy. The kids came and visited twice. The boys can't get over just how cute they think he is. Katherine loves giving him kisses. She has really started playing with dolls since we came home. It is adorable.
Now we are a week out. I'm feeling really good. Too good really, because I feel like I should be able to do a whole lot more than I should do. I've been trying to take it easy and really limit myself to how much I do during the day. I'm also not supposed to be lifting more than 10lbs. That's quite frustrating when you have a 1 year old that really doesn't understand why mommy can't pick her up. Considering how fast our first week went, I'm hoping the next 5 will go by just as fast so I can get back to the regular routine.
Liam is doing great. He is such a blessing. The kids all love him, and there really hasn't been any jealousy. This transition has been really easy - except for the not being able to lift things.
It has hit me now that we are home, that I won't get to do this ever again. There is some sadness in that. I love being a mom, I love many parts of pregnancy, and when I'm holding our new little one, there is just no other feeling like it. However, I'm at such a peace with it. It feels right. It's like Liam was the missing piece to our family. I'm excited to move on to the next stage of life. We'll cherish all the wonderful newborn moments one last time, and forge into the world of school, sports, schedules, and watching our kids grow into independent people.