it's been a wild few days!
went to my regularly scheduled OB appointment on wednesday.
doc checks a few things, asks how i feel about having a baby in the morning...
i was having some preeeeettty good contractions and didn't even know it.
yep, i'm a ditz!
i thought it was something i ate.
i hemmed and hawed a little bit, because baby wasn't technically even due until the 29th and i had a c-section scheduled for the 24th, but she told me she was worried about my uterus cranking too hard with the weak spot around my old incision...and she thought baby was plenty big.
i got to sleep at home that night and went to the hospital at 6:30.
at 8:40, Marcus Daniel joined us!
7 pounds, 7 ounces.
20 inches long.
i love him!
doc informed me that my uterus was stretched paper-thin around my incision, so we made the right choice...felt good about that....
everything seemed fine, but they wanted to check out marcus' little lungs...
he was (and still is) breathing wayyyy too fast.
and it turns out he has some fluid and a little infection in there.
so he'll be on IV antibiotics for a week.
which means he has to stay in the NICU for at least that long.
hopefully that's all!
we know God has it, but it's hard to just wait and feel so un-helpful.
we can't even hold him yet!
so we sit and talk to him and listen to him grunt.
we'd love to have your prayers, anyone who is reading this!
prayers for a short and healthy stay in the NICU.
prayers for mama who gets a little overwhelmed at seeing all the cords and monitors and stuff taped all over her new little babe.
PRAISE for an otherwise healthy little guy and family/friends being so helpful and excited with us!
PRAISE for really sweet nurses and helpful medicine and good insurance!
PRAISE for my recovery thus far--i feel really good for being eviscerated just under 48 hours ago!
more to come.