Our little Sammy is finally here! He is almost 6 days old, and finally sleeps enough after a feeding that his mommy can get stuff done! (like updating the family blog)
Sam didn't feel like coming out on his own, so I was induced on June 18th. Let me tell you, an induction is no fun. Avoid it if you can! I got the first pill around 11:30 am. After the pill, they don't check on you for 4 hours. Mom, Ryan, and I played cards and watched the Rockies game on TV.At the start, I was feeling pretty good. About 2 hours into the pill, I started having contractions. When they checked on me, I was dilated to 3cm, so they started the Pitocin. I decided to get an epidural at that point- I couldn't imagine going 7 more centimeters and then having to push if it already hurt that badly. The epidural made the pain manageable, but you can still tell I'm tired a few hours later.
A little after 8pm our doctor told me that I could start pushing. Oh man. That sucked like nothing else. We tried a lot of different positions, but for some reason the whole time the backs of my legs were tingling and it was so uncomfortable. Yuck. And then the last round of pushing came, and Sammy slipped into the world! Wow! He got whisked away by the pediatrics team right away, which was hard for me because I wanted to hold him right away. When I finally did, it was like magic. My little kicky-wicky, in the flesh!Samuel Grayson Reynolds, born at 10:04pm on Thursday June 18, 2009. He weighed 7 pounds 7 ounces, and is 19.5 inches long. We love him so much!
It has been quite an adjustment for us. We're trying to get the hang of breastfeeding and not sleeping for more than 3 hours at a time. Our little Sammy is totally worth it. We call him "The Grump", "Grumpkins", and sometimes "Grumplestiltskins" because he scrunches up his face like he's glaring when he eats. SO CUTE! I wanted to put up a picture of the grump face, but my camera isn't cooperating right now. Stay tuned, Sam Fans.
Having my mom here to help us was amazing. We had a blast spending time with her, and really appreciated all her help. It was nice to have an experienced person around every time we freaked out about something (like not pooping, or pooping too much...). Thank you for being here, Mom!Here's a picture of the (very) proud daddy with his little boy: