My parents just left to head back to MN. It was so nice having them here to take care of us while we took care of Ben. They fed us, mowed our lawn, cleaned up, held Ben when Andy and I wanted to nap, and provided moral support along the way. Now we get to see if we can do this on our own...
I know I promised details of the delivery etc. in an earlier post, so here goes.
My last full planned day of teaching was Friday the 23rd. I taught all day and ended up staying very late to get my final sub plans and grading together. I hit the wall about 6:30PM and decided I needed some food, so I headed home with a bunch of work in my bag for me to grade with a plan to return to school on Saturday to tie up a bunch of loose ends. That night (well, technically Sat. AM) my water broke at 4:04AM. We putzed around the house getting our bags packed, grading last minute tests, and generally picking up, and left for the hospital at about 7:30AM.
We stopped at school for about 15 minutes to enter grades and print out my final sub plans, then arrived at the hospital about 8:30AM or so. They hooked me up to a monitor that showed I was having slight contractions, about 10 minutes apart, but I was not feeling them. I was still only dilated about 2 cm. They started me on Pitocin about 10:30AM and slowly began increasing the dosage to encourage my contractions. Once your water breaks, the general rule is that you want to deliver the baby within 24 hours to reduce the risk of infection, so they wanted things to move along... The waiting game began. I was still barely feeling the contractions, until about 3 or 4PM. Then they started really increasing in intensity and I ended up getting an epidural at around 7PM, when I was at about 5-6 cm dilated, 100% effaced. I started pushing at about midnight and continued for 3 grueling hours until our beautiful Ben was born at 3:30AM on May 25th!
It's all a blur from there. The pain is already almost forgotten. The feelings you feel are indescribable! It's so amazing knowing that Andy and I made this little life together! We spent 2 nights in the hospital with very nice nurses that took wonderful care of us. We had many visitors that got to meet Ben for the first time. It was tough leaving the hospital knowing that we were now responsible for this little man.
We arrived home at about noon on the 27th to the smell of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies a la Jan... My parents had made what should be a 3 day trip from MN into a 2 day driving fest, getting in at midnight or so the night before we came home. They had already stocked up on groceries and had bagels and turkey sandwiches ready for us to chow down on.
The next days are all a blur - I can't believe that Ben is 11 days old already! Before we know it, he will be 11 weeks old! We had some good nights and some bad ones, but in general Ben is a happy baby, eating every 3-4 hours. We are getting some good stretches of sleep, and Ben sure looks like he is growing - His cheeks and chins are filling in nicely.
This is Ben at 5 days old
This is one of Ben at 10 days old.