1 week old !!!

I can't believe that my little guy is 1 week old today. He is getting so big and changing everyday. I love to watch him sleep and make all the cute faces. We have had lots of visitors this week and he has been so good. He only cries when he is hungry and once he eats he is content. I am sure that will change but for right now he is just a really good baby.

OK so for the Delivery story. Sorry if this is a little long but really it is more for me so I can look back and remember what all happened that day. My water broke at 430am on Sunday May 17th. Also Andrew's birthday. I was not really sure what it was because it was just a small gush and not the typical waterfall I have heard that it should be. I woke up Andrew and said, I think my water broke but I am not sure so lets just go to the hospital to be sure. Lets don't even bring our bags because I am sure it is nothing. We got to the hospital around 5, got our test back at 530 that it was positive....BIG Shock....so then we went to our room and Andrew went home to get our bags. It took the nurses 6 sticks to finally have to call the anesthesiologist to come and start an IV...by stick 7 I got my IV. They started Pitocin and Antibiotics. At first I thought that the contractions were not that bad and almost thought I would be able to do this naturally, but then they kept turning up the pitocin and by 10 I was hurting pretty bad. I was in labor for 9 hours then got my epidural at 3 cm. That was a bad experience. He hit my nerves when he went into my spine and that is when I thought I was going to be paralyzed........I was not but it hurt really bad. After the medicine started working it was worth the pain of the epidural. I didn't feel a thing. I went from 3 cm to 10cm within 3 hours. Noah's heart rate started to dip with each contraction so they put in an internal monitor to watch him a little more closely. So at this point I had IV fluids, IV pitocin, IV antibiotics, Urine Catheter, Internal monitor, Fetal monitor and oxygen on....It didn't feel natural at all. At 630 I was complete and ready to push, I did 2 practice pushes and the doctor walked in....She rushed to get her stuff on and told me to stop because he was right there...she ran to the bedside and at 650 he was born. He was so dazed at the quick delivery and he had the cord around his neck....he started to turn blue and he was crying a wet cry and everyone rushed to get him to the warmer....at this point Andrew and I were looking at each other and freaking out. While the doctor was stitching up my 4th degree tear they told me they were taking him to the nicu to watch him and give him oxygen. Andrew went with him and I pretty much at that point broke down. After 30 minutes nobody would tell me anything about if he was ok and about that time my mom got an e-mail picture from Andrew in the nursery....and for the next hour he would take pictures and send them to me so I could see what was going on. To hear that you baby is going to the NICU is a fear that I never thought I would have to face and at that point I have never felt so close to God....he was the only source of hope....I had to trust him like never before to protect his child. God is so good..about that time Andrew finally came in the room and said that he was doing really well and that he will be out of the NICU soon. They took me to see him in the NICU around 9:00 and it was love at first sight.

That is our delivery story, not the typical magical moment at birth like most people will experience but it has been ever since Noah came into our life. His name in Hebrew means Rest and Peace and he has allowed us to understand that more each day.