Hello! We're still here! We're sleepy and busy and have never been happier. I've been dying to start telling our story, and finally things have calmed down just enough for me to have a minute to do so.
Wednesday, March 23rd was the best day of my life. I was overjoyed to meet my sweet boy, and with the amazing support of my husband and the expertise of my providers, I was able to have the drug-free labor and delivery that I so wanted. I am very much in love with Finn, with being a mom, and with my husband all over again as a dad- so much more than I ever thought I would be.
The unexpected part of the story is that at 12 days post-partum, I have definitely not recovered for 12 days. We had a few complications towards the end of delivery that required that an extra day be added to our hospital stay, but we returned home last Saturday feeling great. Unfortunately I was readmitted to the hospital- via ambulance- the following day. While I am so beyond thankful that Finn was okay the entire time and that it was me who needed extra care and not him, the situation was so scary that it makes me shaky to think about it even a week later. We spent two additional nights at the hospital and I was discharged last Tuesday basically on bed rest. We stayed with my in-laws for four nights and returned to our home-at last- on Saturday.
Finn's birth story and the crazy aftermath will take awhile to tell, and I also have to dig myself out from under the piles of emails and phone calls that come when most of your friends and family think "Hey, last we heard, you gave birth naturally twelve days ago and everything went well. Where the heck are you!?" I'm here, but I've been a bit distracted by a little bit of drama, and a whole lot of this: