At five days old, we have been overwhelmed with the love, support and offers to help extended to us from all of our friends and family. Thank you so much to everyone!

Cameron is doing really well, eating and sleeping well and all around a delight. It is such a nice change to have a normal and healthy baby, rather than one that requires extra visits to the doctor and other specialists to make sure he’s recovering and okay from his traumatic birth experience. We are deeply, deeply grateful for the miracles of modern medicine and that we have JJ to show for it.

We are loving the addition to our family, although at times it can be overwhelming. We were really looking forward to having JJ meet Cameron after we got home from the hospital (no kids under 14 allowed to visit the hospital), but JJ didn’t even want to get close. JJ’s been especially active, and Dustin and I looked at each other and asked, “How are we going to do this?” We’re getting used to it. JJ’s warming up a little now, thinking about holding Cameron’s hand and acknowledging his presence. JJ’s suddenly discovered he loves doing things to get attention, and has begun singing “Old MacDonald Had a Farm” very loudly at the dinner table and any other time he thinks the attention ought to come “Back to Me”. He loved having his grandparents and aunts and uncle around to play with and keep him entertained.
We had an excellent delivery experience. After having contractions for the last three months, being dilated to a 4 since 38 weeks, we thought sure this baby would come early and quickly. At 38 weeks the doctor said he thought I had less than a week. At 39 weeks, when we decided to schedule an induction a week out, the doctor said he didn’t think I’d need it. I am so glad I scheduled it! I never did go into labor on my own, so the hospital called Monday morning and invited us in. I felt a bit bummed not to have a spontaneous delivery, but now that everything is over, I am so grateful it worked out the way it did.
Perhaps the best part of the induction was that I got to take a nice long, hot shower and was just finishing putting lotion on when the hospital called. That is a real luxury to the mother of a toddler! It was so nice to walk into the hospital without pain and know we weren’t going to be sent home.

We asked the doctor if he would just start with breaking my water, which he agreed to do. I’d felt like I’ve been in the early stages of labor for a month, so I suspected that would be all it took to get things going. I was dilated to a 5 before he broke my water, so I really wonder if I would have just continued to slowly dilate for who knows how long without intervention. They told me not to wait too long to get the epidural, since things could move fast, but I wanted to have at least a little pain before I got it so that I knew it was worth it. About 20 minutes after the doctor broke my water, I wasn’t feeling much pain or strong contractions, and started to wonder what I should do. I noticed that the nurse had noted that my contractions were getting stronger and closer. Perhaps it was all mental, but it was shortly after that that I started to feel stronger contractions and got the epidural. It was much smoother than last time. I could actually understand the anesthesiologist and he was quite helpful. I progressed at a good rate after that–a 6 an hour later, a 7 1/2 and then almost a 10. The nurse called the doctor, he eventually made it and they had me start pushing. One big difference from last time–I think I pushed for 45 minutes or so before they ever had the doctor come in. I think this time around they didn’t think it would take long. After 25 minutes of pushing, Cameron was born. The first thing the doctor noticed was his big cheeks, and then he and the nurses were just sure he was over 10 lbs and were placing bets. They were all a little disappointed he wasn’t over 10 lbs. I guess I was too, since I had already done the hard work of getting him out!
They did all of the routine aftermath, and we hardly knew what to do, since it was so different with JJ. My recovery has been good, although I must say not quite as good as with JJ. I think I was extremely blessed with JJ to be feeling almost normal almost immediately, since JJ’s required a lot more from me. This time around my biggest complaint was a sore tailbone, not surprising with such a big baby! I am feeling good, better every day!
We now have a Thanksgiving and a Christmas baby. I don’t know how that worked out, but I must say that in a way I like it. It’s nice to be able to celebrate those birthdays, and to recover from it all during a down time any way. Dustin’s been off of school for a week now! I really can say that even though the timing of it all wasn’t my own, it has very much been for the best. We were able to celebrate Thanksgiving with my family, which I was very grateful for, especially because the plans were all pending the arrival of this baby! Thank you to everyone who patiently accommodated his arrival!

Just home from the hospital