Well, here's the story of how our "little" guy entered the world.

I arrived at the hospital a little before seven and they started pitocin around 9:00. Labor was mild and moderate until about 11:30 when my doctor broke my water.... then the intensity began in full force!! Around noon I began having contractions about two minutes apart for a minute long each. My plan was to go without pain medication... but after about an hour of absolute intense pain I began getting nervous that this was going to go on until early evening and I knew there was no way I could handle hours of what I was handling then! I started muttering about getting an epidural and the nurses really encouraged it. I said to Johnny at one point.... "Man, its like they are offering me sweet treats and waving them in front of my face." I started (in between these incredible contractions) rationalizing why I should just go ahead an get an epidural. I don't think I made much sense at this point.
The nurses didn't want to check me to see how far along I was until I was either feeling an urge to push or asking for pain medication so I didn't know how fast things were going. I said to the nurse - "okay - this is ridiculous - I can't do this all afternoon and evening - I need an epidural!" So, she checked me in time to tell me I was at 8 centimeters and going fast. So, instead of wheeling in an epidural they wheeled in the delivery equipment, call the doctor and I had John Michael at 1:47 p.m.
So, labor was hard and fast. The delivery went okay - when I finally got him out everyone said, "Wow, that's a big boy!" We had all bet on how big we thought he'd be... i came up way short with 7 pounds 8 ounces. Johnny's dad was the weight winner with 9 pounds. John Michael was just 2 ounces short of that weighint in at 8 pounds 14 ounces and 22 inches long! Whoever said that your babies usually get bigger each time was definitely right this time. Our porucupine was only 7 pounds 2 ounces and 19 1/2 inches long.
Unfortunately things got a little crazy and complicated right after he was born. He had the cord wrapped around his neck and was very blue from being bruised in the birth canal. His apgar scores were low and the nurses were concerned he might be having respitory problems since he wasn't crying well, he wasn't feisty at all and his color wasn't good (as you can tell in these pictures). So, they gave me about 60 seconds with him and wisked him off to the nursery. At the nursery they ordered an IV and oxygen (did you know they put babies IVs in their
head??? I didn't.) And that began a hard couple of days at the hospital.


Going in we knew we weren't going to be thrilled with the care at this particular hospital. However, with our new insurance we didn't have much of a choice. I'll spare you the complaints and gripes to protect my own hear from getting bitter! We didn't get to have John Michael again until late that night when he was finally discharged from the special care nursery at 11:15 p.m. At that point I began trying to nurse him and enjoy him as much as possible. He took to nursing (and still is!) like a champ but his stomach was still trying to figure out what to do with food and spitting up became a small concern. One of the nurses was "extremely alarmed" at how much he was spitting up and thus bagan hard day #2.

Here's Addy meeting John Michael.

Giving him kisses

To make a long story shorter our pediatrician came in Friday night and encouraged us that everything was fine. He had experience with the nurse that was worrying us before and kindly told us that he had reason to believe there was nothing to be worried about. We were both discharged the next afternoon and finally got to take our little guy home!

Adeline has really taken to him well. For the most part she keeps on with her normal routine but when she sees him she usually likes to give him a kiss or smack him in the face... :) She's been
very clingy with Johnny & I and we are doing all we can to love on her and shower her with affection... as well as teach her that we're still in charge... hehe
John Michael is one well loved baby. Here he is with his grandparents.


More soon - I couldn't finish this yesterday due to a 12 hour power outage!!