The Labor and Harry's Arrival

So the first two hours of labor were really ok. I was pleasantly surprised. We managed really well. Dan was great and helped me remember to breath, relax etc. Mummy provided wonderful moral support. We were cruising along. But then one contraction was manageable and the next was the worst pain I had experienced in all of my life. We tried to tough it out for half an hour but at that point I was practically desperate for meds. So the anesthesiologist came and miraculously I was able to hold still so she could get it in. But once that happened, relief arrived. Thank goodness. Things progressed with a little help from pitocin. :-) At around 7am, I started pushing with Dan holding one leg and Mummy holding the other - the best labor coaches ever :-). At 8:04am our wonderful babe was born. He came out and Dr Thompson put him on my belly. There was this little being who we had been through so much to create and then waited for, for 9 months, who was finally here. He lay there and started making the same movements he did when he was inside of me. It was the most incredible, emotional, transformational experience of my life and there are not really any words to describe it. All I know, however, is that it really is true that life is never the same again.