Quincy is finally here! We couldn't be more in love:) My contractions started Wednesday night... not too bad, but definitely painful (not like Braxton Hicks at all.) With Julia, my water just broke- I never experienced a single contraction before that, so I really didn't know what to expect! After two days, I thought for sure something was starting to happen. Friday I had an appointment with my OB, and found out I wasn't even a little dilated! Nothing at all... that night, the contractions started again while I was at a sleepover with my Young Women... I ended up leaving at 1am because I was pretty uncomfortable. Saturday we cleaned the house from top to bottom for 8 hours, and that night at 2am, my contractions were out of control! They were only coming every 10 minutes, but needless to say, I got absolutely no sleep that night. The next morning they stopped around 11am, so I decided to go to church. They didn't start again until like 7 that night. I knew another sleepless night was in store for me:) Finally around 2am, they started getting closer together... like 4 minutes, then 8, then 9, then 5. They weren't constant at all, and after my Dr. appointment on Friday, I just really wasn't sure I was in labor (haha although I was in a ton of pain.) We decided to pack my bag just in case, and then we sat on the couch debating what to do. Our friends Jared and Kristi had planned on coming over when I went into labor, but I felt bad waking them up if it was just a false alarm! Which I totally thought it was.... so Brian and I decided I would drive the car myself, and just get checked out. Haha I had to pull over a few times to breathe through the contractions (good thing no one is on the road at 5am.) When I got there, I found out I was 5cm and 80% effaced. We were definitely having a baby today! I called Brian, and he hopped on my girly beach cruiser (oh but first he took off the basket:) and peddled as fast as he could to the hospital. Hahha that will be a good story to tell Quincy when he's older- how his Dad had to peddle as fast as he could to make it to his son's birth. The next time they checked me (an hour later), I was an 8. And no epidural in sight. Homeboy was still at home in his bed! I started chanting "epidural!" and Brian kept pestering the nurse, because there was no way I was having this baby without one! Finally the anesthesiologist got there, but the epidural was only working on my left side! It took 4 hours to get from an 8 to a 10, and to get my epidural right, but finally I was ready to push. It only took a couple rounds, and he was here! It was so night and day from Julia... it was so nice and easy and peaceful... and I barely even ripped. The recovery has been phenomenal! We say it's blessings from my parents being on their mission:)
It is crazy how much you instantly love your baby... I just cannot get enough of little man. Having children is the most amazing thing ever, and I feel so incredibly blessed he is here and healthy. I also feel so blessed that I have such wonderful friends and family. My friends have been so incredible- taking Julia to play, feeding my family, just doing anything they can for us. I am so grateful for all of you and everything you've done for us!!! So grateful for my sister Melissa too- she got here Wednesday, and left last night, but has been spoiling us and helping out so much- it was so good to have her here- Julia was in heaven with her cousins, and it was such a great distraction for me and my psycho postpartum emotions:) I feel like the luckiest girl in the world these days, I just couldn't be more happy and grateful for everything. So glad for his safe arrival and that he is so big and healthy. He is such an amazing and sweet baby... but I need to stop talking about him or I'll probably break down into tears again haha.... ok picture time:
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| Right after I balled my eyes out. Nothing more amazing than your baby being born:) |
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| Dr. Brazzel... he is the man! It's funny how you hold a special place in your heart for your OB, especially after he helped bring two of your sweet babies into the world. I will be sad when I have to deliver the next without him! |
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| Quincy Porter Glenn- Monday May 21, 2012. 8 lbs 6 oz, 20 inches, born at 10:32am |
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| My nurse was so sweet! She waited to bathe the baby until Julia got there, so she could help. Big sister holding his hand.... |
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| My Little Man:) |
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| First family picture |
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| He looks so much like Julia, but with Daddy's nose |
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| My sweet babies |
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| She is such a good big sister, adjusting so well to "Baby Kincy!" |
