Home finally!

I am (of course) utterly exhausted...blissfully happy...but I had to at least post some pics for you guys.

And later on (not today!) I promise to post my birth story. I'll say this, I can NOT complain about labor and birth. I will definitely do this again if I get another adorable little bundle of love out of it.

I was in labor a total of nine hours and pushed thirty minutes and then the best moment of my life happened. I am still am in awe of this little creature that Daryl and I created. I look at Hunter and see Daryl's nose, my chin, Daryl's brow, and my long fingers and toes. AMAZING.

I am so, so in love. And my favorite moments so far? Watching Daryl--big, strong, tough Daryl--laying with the baby on his chest, skin to skin, telling him how much he loves his "little man".

Hunter Richard Cashin was born at 6:14pm August 4th. 8 lbs and 11 oz, 19 inches. And a beautiful boy he is with his Daddy's nose and Mommy's chin! I promise pics when I can. :-)

Chugging along slowly but surely...2 cent dilated, 90 percent effaced and -2 station. My mom is napping and daryl and I watching Anchorman lol.

Sitting in my hospital bed, pitocin drip in, and I am bored. Lol and thirsty already!

No baby yet!

After definitely losing my mucus plus (all I'm gonna say is GROOOOOSS! LOL) yesterday morning, my Braxton Hicks contractions picked up. And a dull, steady period-like cramp kept up most of the day. But by evening, everything calmed down again.

So at this point, it is looking like we won't have any baby appearance till at least tomorrow, my induction date! (and of course depending on long my labor goes, maybe not till Wednesday?).

My low back has been steadily hurting for the past couple of days and sleeping is so uncomfortable (even though I'm still managing TO sleep in between my pee breaks) and I can barely sleep on my right side anymore from the throbbing in my hip. So I've been napping when/if I can.

Today I went with Daryl to his doctor's appointment. We found out some more info about his medicines (changing some, getting new ones) and one bit of info I was NOT happy to hear. He was recently changed to a new blood pressure med about a month ago and this medicine is brand new to the market. Anyway, today at the office, the RN told Daryl he is the THIRD patient she's seen who has been hospitalized with acute Pancreatitis approximately a month after going on this new medication! So she immediately took him off of it and switched to something else. Also she referred him to a Gasteronentoligist (or however that's spelled) AND I asked about a dietitian since we now have to make sure Daryl eats not only a diabetic diet but low fat/low cholesterol. Your pancreas is what helps regulate your sugar so since Daryl AND his pancreas are still recup'ing, his blood sugar levels have still been all over the board. He is giving himself insulin once a day now and I'm trying my best to find healthy things for us to eat.

In addition, since he is anemic, he gets very dizzy/light headed and tires out easily. So needless to say, BOTH of us have been napping/resting when we can. I feel horribly lazy cuz it's driving me insane that there is still stuff I want to do but I just can't.

But again on a good note, tomorrow is the day!!! I am so thankful and excited and can't wait to meet our little boy!!

Just a warning...this post is gonna be TMI!

So, I am picking up my Big D from the hospital today (FINALLY) so I was puttering around the house eating breakfast etc., basically trying to kill time but still relax my tired body (which is hard to do when you're feeling antsy!) when I suddenly had a HUGE nesting instinct kick in.

I started washing dishes and then dusting and vacuuming the living room, but had to stop when I realized I needed to pee.

Ok, here is where the TMI part comes in for those who don't want to read it. Heh.

Before I sat down on the toilet I noticed a little something floating in the toilet (and not to be gross but I hadn't had a bowel movement since yesterday, just been peeing nonstop all night and morning, so I know it wasn't that) so I just shrugged and sat down to pee. When I wiped and looked down at the toilet paper, it was definitely more than just pee on it! It was tinted a very light, light brown with some little spots here and there of mucus. Not a lot, mind you, but enough to make me take notice that's for sure! And almost immediately after that I started having some gentle (not painful) low belly cramps, almost period-like, followed by instant diarrhea.

Could this be the start of losing my mucus plug? Do you think this could be the beginning of early labor? Is this wishful thinking on my part?

Like I said in my last post, at my internal exam on Thursday my doctor told me I was 80% effaced, 1cm dilated, she literally tapped on the baby's head and she did strip my membranes. I have an induction scheduled for Tuesday but now I'm wondering/hoping I go into labor on my own!

Of course I called Daryl just to give him a heads-up and make sure he tells someone there that he needs to be discharged SOONER rather than later. Well of course the nurses went to tell the doctor and he is a total asshole who doesn't like to do what others tell him, so he told the nurses he was too busy right now with other patients and that he'd stop by Daryl's room later. He said he'd be discharged by noon. Daryl is pissed, his poor, sweet nurses are pissed at the doctor, and and here I am at home still vacuuming. LOL

So I'm pacing, pacing, pacing, feeling anxious now (still nothing other than low belly cramps which is good)...heh heh...I know I probably still have tons of time but I'd feel much more relieved having Big D HOME with me while these changes start happening, ya know? It's disconcerting enough to not know what is happening but when it happens when you are completely alone, it SUCKS! And of course my Mom is LITERALLY in the middle of moving into her new apartment right now with a rented U-Haul so she can't even come over and visit me. I think I'll just go take a shower and then maybe lay down for a while and watch tv. The dog is watching me pace and HE is all anxious, crying and pacing. We make a good pair. Ha ha!

Anyway, fingers crossed everyone, how perfect would it be for my body to get this ball really rolling on it's own this weekend??? :-) Hunter could be here even sooner than we thought, if that is the case!