A little bit of the grand story of how he entered the world...
As I approached the 42 week mark, my doctor decided we would induce labor on Tuesday, September 25th. Needless to say, Ben and I slept as much as we could the two days prior, knowing our world was about to be rocked! We went in that afternoon and by 3pm I was in labor. I was hopeful by the end of the day we would have a baby although I was warned it could be a very slow process. I will spare a lot of the labor and delivery details and just say this - I knew labor would be tough. However, my pregnancy had been SO amazing that I thought it would be tough, hard work but manageable. I labored about 85% of the way without an epidural. In the height of the pain, I went a bit crazy, got an epidural and am incredibly thankful for that. I now believe that anesthesiologist are the most loved and adored doctors on the planet. After 3 hours of pushing, we were not making much progress. The doctors discussed our next step would be C-section. They decided to give us 25 more minutes and he finally arrived! We were relieved, thrilled, happy beyond beyond belief to have our healthy baby boy finally with us :)
During my labor, no one really knew why I was struggling so much toward the end. After Connor arrived, he helped answer that when he got on the scale. When one of the nurses called out 9lbs 9oz, I was in disbelief. And here he is...
September 26th, 2012
Each of us getting to hold him for the first time :)
We were just about ready to leave the hospital when we realized that in all the craziness, we didn't have a picture of the 3 of us. Our first family photo :)