So the day finally arrived. It all started Saturday morning at 6 am I had to call into the hospital every couple hours to see if they had a room available. Every failed attempt left me more anxious and frustrated but around noon I was finally given the "okay" to go in at 12:30.

Although I had been waiting to here the good news all day I felt an immediate panic attack as I thought of the hours to come. I felt so lucky to have a husband to give me a blessing and a beautiful Mom to constantly make me smile!

At 1:30 the Dr came in to break my water and he was REALLY struggling. He poked and prodded, jammed and pulled with little success. As far as he could tell my water had not broken and he simply said he would come back later to check. The nurses started me on pitocin at 1:40 pm. Ready or not, there was no turning back now!

The pitocin levels were continually raised and as the numbers went up so did my pain. I tried to listen to the nurses give me various suggestions but once the pitocin was at 14 there was absolutely no dance, hip sway or cooing sound that was going to mask the pain. The nurse then told me that I should really get my Epidural because the contractions looking really bad. So I agreed of course and then the waiting game began. There were other women also waiting for their epidural so I was told it could be a while. To help curb the pain I was given some kind of special medication, but I quickly realized there was nothing special about it. Instead of bringing any relief this medication made me VERY loopy which just added another struggle to my contractions.
As time went on and the craziness continued, I began to beg for what I called the "Drug Man". Logan and my Mom later informed me that I kept saying I wanted to marry the drug man and I just wanted to see him. After what seemed to be forever of begging the drug man appeared and saved the day...it was honestly the best best BEST thing I have ever been given! So of course you would expect nothing less then for me to request a picture of my blessed drug man!

After the epidural I fell right to sleep and continued to sleep off and on for three hours. When I woke up I asked the nurse if she could get the Dr to come in and break my water so that we could try to move things along (since they thought it would be at least 9 more hours until the baby came). The Doctor (grudgingly) came although he continued to say that it had not been very long so I probably had not progressed a lot. He began to check me and his eyes got HUGE and he said, "Oh my gosh! You are ready to push. I feel his head and you are fully dilated!" To this news my mom and Logan began to scream with excitement and I began to cry out of fear that something would go wrong.
As I began to push they were worried because Kai's heart rate was dropping and so they would have me wait in between contractions with oxygen to give him an opportunity to regulate his heart rate.

8 Contractions and a little episiotomy later we welcomed my beautiful 7 lb 6 oz little boy into the world. The umbilical cord was wrapped 2 times around his neck, which we discovered was the problem with his changing heart rate but the Dr. took charge quickly and cut the cords.

Kai was such a brave little boy as he was poked and monitored while laying on my chest. He has beautiful skin that was white at birth but now continues to become more of an olive tone.

A little over 24 hours later we were on our way home and could not be more excited! Kai has added such a joy to our life already. He is a calm baby and LOVES to eat, which we know will change his little body. As of now he doesn't fit in anything that I have, newborn clothes just hang on him but I don't think it will be long before he chunks up!
More updates will continually come....because lets be honest I just can't stop taking pictures of his sweet little self!