lil tinkler

That is his unofficial nickname. Alas, after months of waiting and 14 hours of labor, he's here. In the flesh, all 8 pounds, well 10 now, of him. I have never been through so many emotions in a 10 months stretch! So labor wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. Actually, when it's said and done, the whole process isn't as bad as I thought it would be. My water broke while looking for my escape artist dog. Actually, while walking home from failed attempt at finding her. We went to the doc to check it out, and it was indeed amniotic fluid. "Well, you're having a baby today, so what you need to do is go the hospital next door." That was how it was put actually. Luckily, we had packed and brought our stuff just in case. Got to the hospital, labored for about 6 or 7 hours, painfully. Was glad to have my music and Brad there. The doc broke my water officially, and then I got my epidural. Another 7 hours later, we got to the pushing part. That kind of sucks. Some pain (forgot to push pain med button), but mostly pressure. Any way, an hour later, out came Robert. His cord was wrapped around his neck, so doc had to cut fast. Brad had the task of telling me the sex, so after a few seconds, he was in shock of all he'd just seen (!), he told me it was a boy! Our son, had finally arrived! I am so in love with this kid. Of course, while still in the hospital, he peed on me twice, and has many times since. And crapped, and spit up on me. On my face. But whatever, I still love him and would do anything for him.