Friday, May 4th, I awoke around 6:00 a.m. with some
beastly contractions."This has
got
to be it," I thought. I was excited. My mind ran away with me as I made
sure my hospital bag was packed, threw in a load of laundry, woke up
Jake, and jumped in the shower.
Jake went to work, but
my little sister was there to help me with all the odds and ends. It was
an intense morning for me as I tried to get ready between contractions.
But I finally gave up, braided my hair wet, and called Jake with an
urgency in my voice saying, "It's time to go!"
We left
for the hospital about a quarter to nine and he wheeled me into the LDR
about 9:30. Upon arrival the nurse checked things out and announced that
I was already dilated to an 8! Apparently I had waited a bit too long
to go in.
With the help of the
Hypnobabies
program, the birthing ball, the nurses, ShaNae, and my seriously studly
husband, I labored until noon. Another 45 minutes of pushing and our
little boy was born!
Denym General Free born at 1:12 p.m.
6 lbs 15 oz and 20 inches long.
The nurses brought him back to me and lay him on my chest while Jake spread the word via text
message. I cuddled this little person close and I whispered "His name is Denym." Then immediately looked up at
Daddy and corrected myself - "Can his name be Denym?" I got an agreeable
nod.
In
the days that followed we learned so much about our new tiny human. At
the hospital, he got his first diaper change, his first bath, and the
usual battery of tests done to make sure all was well. Mom rested up
those two nights, while Dad took on the brunt of the new challenges.
Denym,
when we finally got you home it was so good to have you safely there
with us. We were in a continual state of awe as we held you and studied
your itty-bitty features. It was a smidge overwhelming to know that we
were now soley responsible for your well-being, but we are so grateful
for the chance. We can't believe you are ours; A head full of black
hair, squinty curious eyes, a dimple in your ear, and oh how we love you
Denym.
I will be forever grateful for the experience of your birth, my bugaboo.
Because of you, I know I am strong and can do anything. I want so many
things for you - Most of all, that you will find the person inside of
you that God intends for you to be.
Welcome to the world little man - we love you fiercely!