Our Sweet Baby Boy!

I'll get around to writing the full birth story later, but here's the short version:  We went in to be induced on December 14th, but I was already contracting regularly so we just let things go on their own for a while.  I got the epidural early in the morning on December 15th and we started Pitocin a few hours later to increase the strength of the contractions and move things along since progress was stalling.  After maxing out on Pitocin (and waiting a few more hours) labor was still stalled so we headed to the OR for a c-section.

Andrew Jon Kimbler was born at 5:47pm!  He cried immediately, and so did Aaron and I.  He weighed 7 lbs 10 oz and was 19 1/4 inches long.  Perfect in every way!

We are so glad to have him finally here in our arms!

We are still getting used to having our little one with us, and we've struggled a bit as I've been recovering from the surgery, but we've been blessed to have help from family and friends.  And of course things are getting better bit by bit as I heal and we figure things out!

Welcome to the world, Andrew!  And HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

(Update: Click here for full birth story.)

Baby Bump- Part 3

The last of the baby bump pictures!

I was so frustrated that I was still pregnant when I got to my due date!  (See this post for the rant...)  But at least this completes the baby bump pictures for Gummy Bear's pregnancy!

Past Due

Be warned: this is the post where I complain about the fact that I'm still pregnant.  If you're not up for that, stop reading now.

I'm starting to think this baby has taken up permanent residence in my body.  He obviously didn't get the memo that he was supposed to come out by yesterday!

This past week has been difficult for me.  I've been having contractions, but not strong enough to do much of anything.  My feet look like overinflated balloons- I have to wear Aaron's shoes if we're going to do much walking.  And I finished all of my pre-baby projects so I would be ready for him to come.  Unfortunately that means I don't have much going on to distract me from waiting.  My belly is huge and everything I eat gives me heartburn.  I've tried a bunch of natural induction things, which obviously haven't worked.

I had a nonstress test yesterday.  I was contracting regularly through the test, but they weren't intense enough.  Lost my mucous plug, but still dilated to a 1.

Tentatively scheduled for induction on Friday.  Still waiting to get confirmation from the hospital.

Yes, I know that I'm only one day past the due date and I know that only 50% of women deliver by their due date.  But somehow, despite that knowledge, December 10th was etched in my mind as the day I would have my baby by.  You know, like how if a paper is due on Friday, you can turn it in anytime BEFORE or ON Friday for full credit.  So this baby was supposed to be here BEFORE or ON December 10th.

I guess the silver lining here is that maybe he'll be born on 12/12/12.  We'd never forget that birthdate!  (Although you're still more than welcome to come today, Gummy Bear!)

*sigh*

On the plus side, Aaron has been a trooper.  He gets to deal with crazy me all the time.  He's been great about helping with meals, dishes, foot rubs, etc.  I couldn't ask for a better hubby.  I know he's anxious to get things going but he's had a much better attitude than I have, especially this past week.


Sorry for the rant- hopefully my next post will be happier, complete with photos of the little guy!

No Baby Yet!

Apparently yesterday was just a little teaser.

I hadn't gotten much sleep the night before so Aaron and I left church early.  I had a sub already lined up to play piano for me in primary, so I planned to take a nice long nap when we got home.

Instead, I did some serious nesting, cried over everything, and had lots of contractions.  Nice.

But the contractions weren't at all regular (and only a little painful) so my great plan to go into labor last night didn't work out.  Dang.

And poor Aaron had to deal with me being an emotional wreck when we had planned a nice relaxing day at home.  Dang again.

Here's hoping that Gummy Bear decides he's ready to come soon, because this pregnant lady is ready to have a babe-in-arms rather than a babe-in-belly!