we welcomed our little boy to the world last thursday. he was almost born in the car. we rolled into the hospital at 5 and he was born at 5:18. 9 lbs, 2oz. no drugs. my wife can have whatever she wants for the next year.
Congratulations! 9 lbs, 2 oz is a well-growed young'un. I hope mom and baby (and your whole family) are healthy and happy. Our second came pretty much the same way--we went to the hospital at around 8AM, she stalled out at around 4 cm and they put some Pitocin on her cervix and sent us home. As soon as we reached home her water broke and it was right back to the hospital. She went into transition in the car and #2 was born about 15-20 minutes after we hit the front door. I was pretty calm (sort of oddly so, really) while driving but ten minutes after he was born a nurse made me sit down and I realized I was shaking. My wife was mainly pissed--she'd struggled with the all natural thing with #1 for about 26 hours before finally agreeing to get an epidural and then decided that was what she wanted from the start with #2. Plus the hospital had put in these really nice new birthing rooms. But #2 came so damn fast she never had chance for the epidural or to really even see the birthing rooms. The worst part might have been when the gay nurse who took over at lunch time a) criticized my wife's contractions ("these are not the good, strong contractions we like to see") and b) commented that the prostaglandin in semen was known to stimulate contractions and then pointedly closed the exam room door as he left. I thought my wife was going to make a Xena noise and go for his throat.
I am surprised that the baby pictures haven't started flying yet. We don't have any recent ones up -- they're all in iPhoto on my computer at home -- but if I get a chance, I'll put them up somewhere and start linking.
we had some baby pics in the old thread ... but before I get too off topic -- Congrats on the second!
thanks for the kind words. my wife summed up the birth with this line, "it felt like i was delivering edward scissorhands." yikes.
Luckily it was Thursday, 5:18 is pushing it a bit too close to game time. Congrats! A good friend of mine once said he thought having one child was the hardest thing they ever did until they had their second, then they realized having one child is a breeze.
I was disappointed to find out that none of the tolerance for stank I'd developed while changing the diapers of the the first one carried over to the second. It was like starting from zero.
Try going from one to three. Every day, I thought to myself, "This isn't so bad. I can manage." Now, a year later, I can say I would never relive that year of my life for anything. Well, except for my children...
That's one thing that doesn't bother me yet. Maybe it's because bebe is nursed, but she s**t don't stink.
Wait until the solids start getting digested. Nothing like Pea Green Poop, or Captain Carrots and His Orange Poop Brigade. I simply don't breathe through my nose, that seems to work pretty good.
We, that is my wife, nursed for almost the first year - she stopped when the teeth started coming in! We discovered that there is one heck of a difference between the smell of a breast-fed baby's poop and that of a formula/table-fed baby's poop. Her diaper was full of Blueberry Surprise this morning!
You know him better than we do. Is he totally into the Don't Tread on Me logo or is that just a little gas?