He's Here

Finally the post you've all been waiting for.  Our little guys made his debut on February 10, 2011 at 3:12 pm.  We are so grateful that he is healthy.  We are taking it all in stride and enjoying Brandon being around to help.  Here are some photos and details to document.

      We had to be at the hospital at 7:00am.  Here's the fully pregnant picture.  I don't know what I was thinking but I was hoping for noon as his arrival time.  I have now learned that when you are starting at a dilation of 2 it's not smart to make any plans.  I was started on pitocin by 8:00am and quickly started to contract and dilate (or so I thought).  My Dr. broke my water at 9:15am.  While breaking my water he felt the baby's head and he had an arm and hand on top of his head.  My Dr. then proceeded to try to move his hand off of his head.  I learned then that if he didn't move it out of the way it was a certain cesarean.  I endured what I had to in hopes of his hand moving.  He got it more to the side of his head and was hopeful that he would move it on his own as contractions got stronger.  Luckily the next time I was checked they couldn't feel his hand.
       I got an epidural around 10:30am and asked for it to be light.  I continued to feel each contraction but the edge was taken off.  It was perfect.  At noon my nurse (who was very new) checked me and guessed an 8.  We got all excited and geared up to go.  I could live with 12:30.  Brandon got serious about choosing a name.  The Dr. came in shortly after 12:30 and said I was a 5.  Whoa, major setback.  At least we were having a good discussion about names.  By then I was on the max dose of Pitocin and my contractions had really slowed down.  I was going nowhere.  After being checked the Dr. placed a vaginal monitor so they could better monitor contractions and up the Pitocin.  At the same time I was feeling a bit too numb and asked the Anesthesiologist to back off the epidural.  BAD combination.  My contractions started to crank and I could feel it all.  I was sure things were ripping inside of me.  I got back to a comfortable numbness and was checked.  It was 2:45 and I was a 10 and ready to go.
      By the time the Dr. got there I was feeling really calm and relaxed.  It might be because I really enjoy the pushing part.  I pushed 3 times during contraction 1 then didn't push at all during contraction 2 and then he came out while pushing on contraction 3.  It went great.  I didn't tear (thanks to my Dr. not having me push during the second contraction so he could stretch the skin).  I even touched his head before he came out.  It was neat.
       Our initial impression was that he looked like Talmage and then he started to look more like Adeline and now he is totally his own little person.  He is definitely from our mold but has his own qualities.  He has big hands, long feet and toes.  His hair is dark and short and fuzzy.
       About an hour prior to his arrival we settled on his name.
Rigdon Rupp Burt weighed 7 lbs. 6 oz. and was 20 inches long.  Our biggest baby yet.  We haven't had one in the 7 lbs.  He is beautiful and healthy.

 Proud Dad.  Brandon has been amazing through this whole pregnancy, labor, and the days following.  Unfortunately my reality is that he goes back to work tomorrow.  We've survived because of him.

 Immediately following.  He looks super pale but now he's the tannest member of our family.

 Grandma Burt

 Grandma Rupp

 Dad got to bathe him and take good care of him in the nursery.

 Grandpa Rupp

 Our family of 5!  HOLY CRAP, that's all I can say!  We our outnumbered and I am WAY outnumbered.

 Grandpa Burt

 Rigdon

 Our beautiful boy.

So little, so precious!  We are in love once again.