On Thursday, August 4th, I woke up for the second night in a row at 3:30 am...after not falling asleep until 12:00 am. I got out of bed and my mind was racing with to do lists and things I had to accomplish. Yep, I was nesting big time.
I was so busy that day. I visited my friend Jessie and wished her a happy birthday. I ran errands. I had lunch with my friend Deb. I ran to Bellies, Babies & Bosoms in Montrose to pick up a few last minute necessities. Then, I got home and started working on a project. I was home for maybe 30 minutes when, as I was talking to my parents, my water broke! I wasn't convinced because it wasn't the HUGE gush that you always see on the movies. Plus, he wasn't due until August 12th. I owe my boy big time for not making me go through another week of labor in the summer. My mom was convinced and so was my doctor so we headed to the hospital.
It was all divine. My friend Mariah was working in labor and delivery and was my nurse that night (By the way, she was amazing. Truly my hero. I am forever grateful to her for bringing my sweet boy into the world). My parents barely made the last flight out and made it in time for Little J's debut. Jonathan was so considerate and came on Thursday night thus capitalizing the weekend and allowing family to stay longer. The timing was so amazing.
Anyway, 13 hours after my water broke, my sweet angel came into this world. At 6:40 am on Friday, August 5, 2011, I finally became a momma. And it is amazing. My sweet husband was such a support through the whole labor. Without him and my wonderful epidural, I don't think I would have made it. My mom was also in the delivery room and it was such a special moment to share with her.
My heart swells as I think about that special day. I thank God for my sweet baby boy. What an honor it is to get to be his mom.
If you made it through all of this text, congratulations! Now onto the pictures...
Oh goodness I was huge. And so ready to have that baby.
Looking at each other for the first time. I will never forget that moment - being able to look into the eyes of my baby that I had been dreaming about for so long.
Here he is. All 7 lbs 10 oz and 19.5 inches of love.
Sleeping with Dadda.
Officially a family of three!! His sweet little face kills me. KILLS me.
We had a skinny little baby and his take home outfit doesn't come close to fitting. Ha! I have a feeling we'll look back on this one for a long time and just laugh.