Finally, on September 21, I awoke at 2:30 in the morning, shaking with adrenaline and experiencing contractions 3 minutes apart. Thirty minutes later we were in the hospital and I was dilated to 8 cm. Everything was moving quickly until I got an epidural, which stalled things out for a couple hours. In the end, this allowed Asa to get ready so when the time came to push him out it took only 20 minutes (Adelaide took 3.5 hrs!). Asa came out beautifully pink, healthy, and protesting loudly (Dave was ashen and asking for orange juice). He was 8 lbs. 10 oz and 20.5 in. Asa did so well in the first 24 hours and I recovered so quickly that we opted for an early discharge so we could get home to Addie. We arrived home on Wednesday evening - much to Adelaide's delight.
Asa was welcomed with open arms by Adelaide. She tells him daily that she is glad he came home and is perhaps overly affectionate. She is definitely going to be a little mama to him as he grows. Asa is proving to be everything I've heard a baby should do (i.e. nurse well, sleep contentedly, and travel well in the car) but never experienced with Adelaide. He has been giving me a 5 hour chunk of sleep a night since we came home, which is more than I was getting the last week of being pregnant!
Grandma Bell was here when Asa was born and we were so thankful to have her help during that time. A. Jamie is now here helping with the transition so Adelaide doesn't feel completely neglected as I get the hang of life with 2 kids.
Life with two kids?!? Here we go...
