Evan is two weeks old and doing very well. He is a sweet little baby. He sleeps most of the day and hardly cries. There have been several nights where I have only had to wake up twice to feed him, which seems like heaven compared to how it was with Shawn. I hope I am not jinxing myself by saying that.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Evan decided to join our family on May 9th, Mothers Day, at 10:47 am. I started having painful contractions about 4:30 in the morning that were 10 minutes apart. I told Jon we had to hurry and go to the hospital. We grabbed Shawn and our bags and left. By the time we got to the hospital the contractions were about 3 minutes apart.
They took me to the observation room and the nurse checked my progress. She took me straight to a labor and delivery room instead of monitoring me there because I was already to a 6 by that point. They brought my epidural right away and the nurse was still taking my info and doing the adim. stuff while I was getting my epidural.
I think that slowed things down a bit, which they were very happy about because they wanted me to get two doses of the strep B antibiotic. They couldn't give me the second dose until a little after 10:00 am. They broke my water right after I got that dose and then I quickly went to a 10. I had to push 5 times to get Evan out, which was twice as many times as with Shawn. :) Jon says that I make having a baby look too easy. I try to remind him that even though I didn't feel all the pain, my body still went through the experience. The recovery is always the hard part for me.
Evan weighed 7 lbs 14 oz and was 20 inches long. He is a pretty adorable little boy if I do say so myself. He didn't have a cone head or any weird things from the delivery. He is a little sweetheart and hardly cries at all. I am probably just jinxing myself by saying that.
Shawn didn't know what to think the first day when he came to see us. He didn't like seeing me strapped to machines and sitting in the hospital bed. However, now that we are home he is so happy to have this little baby around. He always wants to hold him and he gives his little brother lots of kisses. While I was pregnant Shawn kept saying that he wanted the baby's name to be Marshmallow Face. Now he refers to the baby as Evan Marshmallow Face or Marshmallow Face Evan. At least he was willing to compromise. :)
Evan's first photo