Monday, June 4, 2007

Last Night I Slept On My Stomach

He's a HE!

And he's perfect.


Of course. :)


I have to say, I highly recommend the "not finding out" route if you've never tried it. It was very exciting. I felt a little bit of an unfair advantage because this pregnancy was quite similar to my pregnancy with Bo---but you know, when it comes right down to it, you just don't know.

Hearing "It's a...boy" for the first time as he was being born was just cool.

The name we had picked out beforehand just didn't seem to fit once he was born. Nothing is on the birth certificate, but at this very early morning hour, Tucker is the final pick. It could be Alouicious by 8 though, so don't have it tatooed on your butt or anything.


Sorry I said "butt" in a post about my newborn, Mom.


He has HAIR, which is a first for us. I have a great ability to birth bald babies.

He was born at 11 PM on June 2nd. I started contracting at 7 PM. Yeah, crazy.

My friends picked me up at 7 for a girl's night out and I immediately started having contractions. I had been having false labor pretty much every night so I wasn't really thinking much of it. As we were waiting to be seated at the Cheesecake Factory, I walked around to slow the contractions, which is what stopped them in the prior nights.

One short little walk made them considerably more painful.

Amy walked past me during one of those painful ones and all but shoved me down the escalator to the parking lot. I felt like a doofus for trying to go out for a night on the town while in labor, and was kind of balking at first, but I'm really glad Amy ignored me because even the 30 minutes longer I would have had to wait for my sister or J to come and get me, might have made the difference in epidural or no epidural. And let me just tell you, I am certain I would STILL be swearing if I had had to go without an epidural. I know, I know, people do it all the time. I'm not one of them. :)

My friends Amy and Rebecca dropped me off at the hospital and my sister who had the van, quickly went and got Jay so he could meet me at the hospital. Right after he ate the frozen custard she got for him.

Everything happened so quickly that we were all sort of crazy with the excitement. I was a little less crazy than my friends, but I was contending with contractions. After Amy and Rebecca left, to go have dinner and then watch my kids so my sister so she could be at the birth, my nurse asked how much they had had to drink before they had to bring me in. I laughed pretty hard. Those were two very sober girls, but there were NO indications in their behavior.

I went from a 5 to a 10 in the next 2 hours, but waited to let the baby come down on his own, so my job of getting him out was easier. Sara got to be at the delivery and that was pretty cool. When the doctor and nurse told me to push, she joined me. It was very hard for me to concentrate on pushing and not keep laughing as I could hear her next to me, pushing away.

Everything went very smoothly and all things considered, it was an easy delivery. He was 8 lbs, 7 ounces and not quite 20 inches. Just a lil' ol' thing.

He has a new look, he's definitely related to Bo and Aves, but he's not identical to them.

When he was first born I didn't feel an immediate urgency to hold him and see him and it sort of concerned me. I just needed to rest because now, I have to constantly resist the urge to eat him whole. He's absolutely delectable.


I get to go home today (I'm blogging from the hospital, they have wireless here!) and Grandma's on her way, so it's a great day!


Amy documented the evening from her vantage point, which is only slightly more g-rated than my version of the evening. She made a slide show which you are welcome to look at, however, I'll need you to email me for the link. It's got some info that I'm not so concerned about you seeing, but I don't necessarily want floating around the internet, associated with my high profile blog. Nobodycalledtoday @ gmail dot com.

Oh yeah, before I go----the second greatest thing that happened the night I delivered.

My nurse was wonderful. I have always had great nurses. They make all the difference in the world. This one was no exception, she was a gem. We bonded over the couple of hours before the delivery and I was quite comfortable with her by the end of the night. After the delivery, she went to change the blankets/padding under me one last time. Any time she had done it before, it had been an ordeal because I was numb and I'm not slight of frame in any way, so shifting around was difficult. For all parties involved.

She stood in front of me and went to say, "Okay, one last big lift now" but instead said, "Okay, lift, Big Butt." Numb legs, jiggly belly and all, I almost fell off the bed laughing. The other nurse in the room who had only come and gone a couple of times turned around in horror after hearing her colleague call this poor sweet girl who'd just given birth, "Big Butt." I pretty much couldn't stop laughing the rest of the night.

17 comments:

No Cool Story said...

Welcome to Life and Teh Internets Tucker!!
He's so beautiful! Awwwwww. And look at the hair (I love the hair close up)
You've got some carzy/wild friends/sister...drunk! At a baby's birthing thing. Ok, fine, not really, but it makes for a good story.
Congrats! Kisses, hugs.

PS: You said "butt" twice in your post about your newborn. Apologize for this to your Mother please.

No Cool Story said...

PS2: You said "I would STILL be swearing...". You may have to apologize for the one too.

Carrotjello said...

He's so cute! And all that hair, lucky! Congratulations!
I would have "accidentally" fallen on that nurse had she called me big butt.

Camille said...

Congratulations! He's so beautiful!

Alicia said...

Hooray! He is darling!

Millie said...

Congratulations, Big Butt!!!

I just called you and Sara answered. She has your cell phone. I didn't know if you knew she stole it from you.

He's beautiful, and I kind of wish I'd not known any of my kids' genders before they were born, too.

Talk to you soon!

Code Yellow Mom said...

OK, I have been stalking my Google Reader every two minutes for pictures of Nobody's baby and yet somehow SIX people are ahead of me now?! What is that?!

He is extraordinarily precious - love the tuft of strawberry hair. He does look quite different from A&B. Now we have to get together again so we can meet the babies...

And you KNOW my e-mail, so send the slide show my way. It's the least you can do since YOU get to have YOUR babies EARLY, and sometimes in FOUR HOURS. (Can you tell I'm sticking my tongue out at you?)

Anonymous said...

Ms. A. :) This is Heidi Bambi. :P You have a beautiful baby. I copied and pasted pics of him into my journal. I like the name Jake. Just thought I'd let you know. :) Love you! Congrats!

No Cool Story said...

I forgot I want MY slideshow too.
Gracias.

Tirzah said...

Congrats!! I am always amazed at babies with hair!! I have only had baldies, so far!

Amanda said...

Hi nobody, I clicked over from No Cool Story's blog.

Congrats on your precious newborn!! He's a cutie. Epidural's are definitely worth it, my last baby we didn't make in time for one. Yikes! Though once it was over and I was recovering in mere minutes compared to my previous deliveries, I stopped swearing. ;)

No Cool Story said...

Nobody deserves a cheer:
VIVA VIVA for Nobody!!!
WOO HOOO!!
Nobody is as cool as Nobody!!
YAY!

Chess La Ress said...

He is adorable! Was he born with a hammer in his hand, by any chance? Because, you COULD call him John Henry.

Congratulations to the family of five!

:D

S said...

Oh NCS "Tucker"was so yesterday!

Suzanne said...

Yay Angela! Congratulations!

I'm so glad that things went well with your delivery and little Tucker is here! :) How cute that he has hair. Isn't that ironic that you go out to have some girlie fun and that's when the labor happens.

I'll e-mail you for the link! :)

Handiemom said...

Congratulations! He is very cute. And that is the best thing about not being pregnant -- I slept on my stomach every night since.

"Big Butt" Too funny! Who says nurses aren't caring, compassionate people?

P.S. I love the name of your blog. Nobody calls me either. ;)

Sketchy said...

I stink...sorry I just saw this now! Fortunately Tucker does not stink, or at least you are keeping him bathed enough that I cannot smell it from way over here.

Congratulations on your beautiful baby boy!!!