At a recent guild meeting I won a one year pro subscription to Animoto. So here is a recent client’s slideshow. I can’t share it with her yet though because She hasn’t picked up her canvas yet (the very last image). When she does, I’ll be able to post this to my website and Facebook. I just don’t want to ruin the surprise for her. Since I’ve never really told any family, friends, or clients about this side blog, I don’t really have any worries that she might see it. I’m just so excited about it I can’t wait to share it with someone.
Sorry I’ve been absent for a while. I’ve had a really good reason. My son Louis was born on 9-12-12 at 2:57 PM. He came into this world weighing 6 pounds, 14 ounces, and measuring 20 inches long. He is perfect in every way and looks just like his daddy.
My contractions started on Tuesday morning around 4:30 AM and progressively got stronger and more frequent throughout the day. I spent that whole day at work, not wanting to waist a sick day if it turned out to be false labor. Around 9:00 that same night, my contractions were less than ten minutes apart and lasted for more than a minute each. We headed to the hospital, only to be sent home two hours later.
At 2:00 AM (Tuesday night/Wednesday morning) I woke with really sharp pains in my lower abdomen and spent about 20 minutes doubled over on the bathroom floor before I was able to wake my husband. We headed to the hospital once more and spent three hours in triage while the L&D nurse talked my doctor into admitting me. The contractions were extremely painful and I kept thinking, “if it feels like this now, how much worse will it feel later?”
After being settled into our LDR room (labor, delivery, & recovery) I let my husband talk me into having an epidural. Quite honestly, I’m glad I did because the pain was so frequent and so strong there was no way I’d have gotten any sleep. Around 2:15 in the afternoon I noticed I was feeling contractions through the relief of the epidural. When nausea accompanied the contractions, I paged the nurse. She did her exam and in surprise said, “Wow, you’re at 10 cm, 100%, and your baby is right there. You’re not going to be pushing long at all.” In essence, my baby was arriving very soon.
The doctor and delivery staff were called in and I began to push with the next contraction. I pushed for a grand total of 20 minutes before the baby was born in one final push (completely unheard of for a first baby/mom). He popped out like a cannon ball, catching even the doctor off guard as he landed in her arms. Normally, a second push is required to free the baby from the shoulders down. Not with my little man, he came completely out in one big push.
He is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my entire life. He looks just like his daddy too. They kept us in the hospital for 3 days because they had to keep an eye on my stitches (my skin tore during the final push). My husband’s parents came to visit every day we were there and tried to follow us home when we were discharged. Thankfully, my husband put his foot down and made them go to their own home.
Louis is so adorable and I love him to pieces. I’m so excited to be his mommy and watch him grow throughout life.