WOW! So much has happened since my last post. First of all let me start by saying that Bennett is now Brady. Confused? Yep. So was the fam. Especially after Brian came out of the operating room with Brady aka Bennett and told my family there had been a change of plans. Apparently that freaked the freak out of my family because they thought something went horribly wrong. The only change was the name change. HA! I was getting sewn up and still in the OR but completely fine. Labor and delivery. Well that went nothing like I planned. Originally when I first found out that I was pregnant--miracle of all miracles....I decided I was going to give birth naturally. OH! I was so naive. I soon found out that I had battledore cord and that I would not be able to give birth any other way than via C-secion. Well about 8 months into my pregnancy, Brady was doing so well in my womb, that my doctor decided that I could try and give birth the natural way--meaning no C-Section for me. I was thrilled and also completely panicked because I hadn't done anything to prepare for Brady coming out the V-way. Brian and I chose to go to dinner rather than spend the money on the prepared birth classes because we thought--what was the point? Ok, so, I had about 2 months or maybe six weeks to prepare myself for natural birth. How did I do that? By watching every episode of TLC Baby Story, watching live births on YouTube (Brian refused to watch with me even when I chased him around the house with the laptop playing the births) and attending a very last minute Prepared Birthing class which I absolutely loved. Brian had to rub my shoulders while I relaxed to the sound of my own rhythmic breath. Soft music playing in the background. This birth thing was going to be just fine. I felt so empowered being in a room full of beautiful pregnant ladies. I was still in awe of my own body. I was pregnant. It was really happening. We waited so long, prayed so hard, cried so many times. Brady was our miracle and we soon would meet him, and there wasn't anything that could spoil it. My little boy was almost here. I will write a post about my labor soon. The short version goes like this: I checked into the hospital Tuesday, April 24, at 8:00 p.m. I waited not so pateintly in the waiting room for an hour before I was shown to my birthing suite. It was a very busy night. I was induced shortly there after. My doc broke my water at 9 the next morning. I labored all day and started pushing at 4:30 that evening. I pushed for three and a half hours, but Brady was stuck, and every time I pushed he hit his head on my pelvic bone. I had to have an emergency C-Section and Brady was born at 8:56 p.m. on April 25, 2012.
Back to the name change. Once we saw Brady we knew he was going to be Brady. Bennett didn't suit him. I can't explain it but we both just knew he was a Brady. We both love the name because its our names--Brian and Katy--combined. Ohh! How sweet! I know. I know.
First Two months (well 11 weeks)
Ok. You know how the older you get the faster time passes? Well, now that I have Brady in my life, time seems to be passing faster then ever. I do not like this. I only have three and a half weeks left of leave with Brady and I really can't believe 11 weeks passed. It feels like Brady has been in our lives forever. I spend most of my days holding and feeding Brady. Brian teases me because I never put him down. I only get one chance to have this much time with him and if I want to spend every second of it holding him, well, that is exactly what I am going to do. I am in love, and it is an amazingly overwhelming, all consuming, scary, and unbelievable joyous love.
Brady and Brian
Right now he is sleeping in his swing. That rarely ever happens. I should go do something productive, but I will probably just stare at him for awhile.
