I'm sure things will seem 100 times harder when hubby goes back to work (he has a month off for family/paternity leave). It has been so great to have him home. He's been such a huge help and it's also just really nice to see him (by the way, the baby looks EXACTLY like him). His job has been kind of crazy lately with lots of double shifts and not many days home, so this month off is really kind of therapeutic for us. We've been having lots of family cuddles.
So a lot of people have been asking how the labor was. Um, it was hard ("labor"). Quite the adventure. It's long and drawn-out but basically, I went into labor on Molokai, but had to fly (yep, flew on a 9-seater airplane for 35 minutes WHILE having contractions every 5 minutes, FUN!) to Oahu to deliver in the hospital because I had a couple of rogue high blood pressure readings. So my labor was over 30 hours long, after 20 of which I got my first epidural. The contractions in the front were tolerable, but it felt like my back was breaking during every contraction! Turned out he was transverse (sunny-side-up) and didn't flip over until it was time to push... little bugger. So I was lucky enough to experience the dreaded "back labor." 3 hours after the first epidural got put in, I started feeling the contractions again. It had failed (gotten dislodged from the epidural space, this happened with our daughter as well). Some hours later(it became kind of a blur at this point), I got a second epidural at 8cm and not long later, it was time to push. At 9:31am on Saturday, September 15th, after 9 minutes of pushing, he was here. A little tiny peanut at 6 lbs. 8.6 oz. and 19 inches long. (2 lbs. and 2 inches smaller than our first). They put him on my chest, and the first thing he did was pee all over me. A perfectly healthy baby boy.
He is 2 and a half weeks old now, has gained over 2 lbs. and eats like a champ. He also hasn't stopped peeing on me since those first seconds of his life on the outside. I probably get peed on every day. Oh well, at least he only poops on me every OTHER day.
Ahhh.... life is good.
His 2 week old toesies.