Here are some more pictures and the whole story if, you care to read how the knockedupedness came to an end... LOL.
*Wednesday night at 2 am my contractions started.
*Thursday by 645 am they were consistent and 10 minutes apart.
*By 7:30 am I was in full bore prep mode with some last minute nesting. I mean, I was doing laundry, mopping the floors, etc... Micah was not happy when I insisted we water the plants outside as we left for the hospital... hey, who wants to come home to dead plants?
*I finally relaxed, and enjoyed the most boring afternoon of TV watching ever. I never watch during the day and all I could think was is this really the best they can do? How many people really need a fake judge to settle their disputes? Anyhoo...
*3:00pm we are 5-7 min apart.
*3:30pm - The ever faithful Jen comes to get Emerson. I am bouncing on her exercise ball and she doesn't even make a crack about me in all my hugeness popping it. (um, see photo... she should have worried. I was!! LOL)
*4:30 pm I finally agree to go to the hospital, this is when the plant watering is questioned. And check out that picture... the last official belly shot!
*On the way the contractions move to 2 min apart, and Micah informs me he does NOT want to birth a child in the car... Relax man, there IS plenty of room... (again, he is not happy with my humor. go figure...)
*5:30pm We arrive and the nurse says...
" Um, who sent you to the hospital?"
Okay... I'll play along...
"Well, that would be my 2 minute apart contractions."
"Uh-huh, and is this your first baby???" There is clearly condemnation in her tone, thinking she has guessed me for false labor or something.
"No, my third." I reply.
So, she agrees to get me a room, and I must admit, once she checks me I feel a bit of victory when I am 5cm, effaced, water ready to break... hahahaha...
*So we got all settled in, and by 7:30 pm I was 7cm. A tad disappointing to me. I wait one more hour and at 8:30 pm, when I am STILL 7cm, agree to have the doctor (a female!! ) break my water.
*9:05 pm - Water broken, Niagara Falls has nothing on me tonight baby.
*Intense contractions follow, and when the nurse checks I am a glorious 7½ cm... Whoopdeedo...
*So we attempt to go pee... apparently emptying your bladder is a trick to encourage the baby to move on out. On the way there I am frozen up with a contraction and tell her and Micah it feels like I need to push.
"Don't , your only 7½ cm!" she says...
"Okay, but no bladder emptying... let's go back to the bed."
*After a couple more contractions at about 9:24pm I tell Micah, call the nurse, I feel like I need to push. By the time Micah gets the call button pushed I am starting to push so all they hear is me... pushing... that is the way to make nurses run apparently!
*Before we knew it, 4 nurses were rushing in, and we were getting that baby out! My doctor got there, and yes, in just 5 minutes of pushing, out came Alden!
NOW, I did NOT say that it was 5 easy minutes, but 5 minutes none the less. It was kind of funny because they didn't have the bed or anything ready for delivery. We took guesses on the weight...
I knew he was big, but did not expect to see that scale say 10lbs 6oz!! It was love at first sight for me and Micah. Lincoln got to come up and hold him not too long after that, and he literally had tears in his eyes!! (although he told me he just had something in his eyes!) He kept saying how cute the baby was, it was very sweet. Emerson was literally scared the first time he saw him. Well... he is almost as big as Em so... haha. (and I will start sifting through the guesses and see who came closest!)
Anyway... that is how we welcomed Alden Justice into the world. I will now bore you to tears on a regular basis with tales of my rearing three boys. I am grossly outnumbered now, and when a baby pooping is cause for jubilant celebration, it is clear, I am losing the battle to tame the beasts...
Thanks to everyone for all the prayers and sweet comments too... I will try and get a slideshow up with some more pictures soon. :)