Adam was born at 2:40 PM, 5 pounds 11 oz, 19 inches long. With the exception of his nose, he looks just like his dad.
My part was extremely easy actually. I was most worried about the epidural. I was numbed up, and three times he tried tuck me to try to get the epidural in, and three times it failed. It didn't hurt, but there was so much pressure trying to get the epidural in, it hurt. He just did the spinal block and called it good. After they did that, I started to get a little nauseated, and got more meds for that. The doctor came in and started joking with me about "Republican issues" (yeah, we like to talk politics), and Bob came in in a few minutes later.
So, I got sliced up, Bob got some amazing pictures, and I got to meet my little boy! I was in recovery for a couple hours, while Bob and Mom and Dad were upstairs watching Adam. His blood sugar was a little low and he got some sugar water. He got warmed up, had a bath, and then warmed up again.
When I got back from recovery, Mom and Dad were still here, and Marsha, Emma, and Abby came by for a few minutes. I couldn't get out of bed because I was still numb, and Abby ran back every few minutes giving me updates on Adam.
Adam was brought to my room about 9 PM when he was warm enough. I tried to nurse him for a little bit. One of the nurses came in and helped me and she said she hadn't seen a baby latch on and nurse that well in a while. I'm hopeful I'll be able to nurse him.
So, now, it's quiet, Bob is holding Adam, and I'm getting caught up with people wanting to know about Adam. He is so sweet, and so precious. I love him so much!
We sent mom one pic and she said she'd wait until we had a pic of him all cleaned up--so those will be coming tomorrow. We've taken lots of pics, and are very excited to show him off.
*Sigh* I'm so happy!