Live for today. Hope for tomorrow.

January 2, 2010 at 10:41AM, weighing 7llbs, 8oz, 20 3/4 inches long…David Henry Scott Junior. He’s the most precious little thing on two legs I have ever seen. The 28 hour labor, and the threat of a C-section [After two tries with two different vacuums, and the hardest pushing I’ve ever imagined…”If we don’t get him any closer with this push, we’re not gonna have another choice but to do a cesarian.”] are two thoughts that are farthest from my mind when I look at his perfect little face. David and I couldn’t be happier parents. We’ve got the teamwork thing down to a science [we’re like a Nascar pit stop crew when it comes to middle of the night diaper changes. Not a baby’s favorite to be cold!]. We’re getting better at doing things individually, too, when David’s at work or I’m taking a shower. He’s already learning so much, especially how to stay just as spoiled as he already is. I wouldn’t change a thing…except maybe speed up the recovery process. I want to go and go, and my body just won’t let me. My stitches REALLY won’t let me. I pulled them once yesterday trying to move too quickly, and I’m really paying for it today.

The labor. Started getting some pretty light contractions around 5AM January 1. Waited all day until they were much more intense, and three minutes apart, per doctor’s orders. Went in, and STILL was not dilated. They gave me a morphine shot and sent me home around 10 that night. Went back in around 1AM on the 2nd when I was in tears every time I got a contraction, and had dilated to 3 centimeters. Epidurals are the most fantastic things in the world! They take away every little sharp pain you could imagine. They do not help with pressure, which is why delivery still hurts tremendously. Worst pain of my life. I cried, screamed only twice. Pushed for about 45 minutes at the most [apparently that’s pretty freaking good for a first-timer!] and delivered the most beautiful little boy on the face of the earth. David’s face just lit up the second he saw his son for the first time, and was the first to hold him. I couldn’t have made it through that delivery without his support.

The last couple days have been so busy! Little David only cries every could of hours when he needs something, and sleeps pretty much the rest of the time. He’s got the most gorgeous dark eyes, even though they’re still pretty blue. I can’t wait to see what shade of brown they’re gonna be.

Momma just got peed on, and to say sorry he’s just holding my hand with his tight little grasp. The pain and lack of sleep are nothing when I get to see every day my reward for being on this planet. Just one look in his eyes, or one hug to make the tears go away…that’s all I need, and David by my side to share in my happiness.

I couldn’t possibly ask for more.