we apologize for the lack of posts.. and are planning to post a bunch of stories from the past few weeks..
However, I realized that I never actually posted my "labor" story so for those of you who have not heard it yet I thought we would start there... In terms of the labor story.. it actually starts two days before I went into actual labor when I went into the doc for my 38 week appt and she determined baby was big... and I am pretty sure during my exam she ruptured a few membranes to move things along...
Then on the morning of the 30th at 4AM I awoke a little before 4am with my first "real" contraction (trust me there is definite difference between "braxton hicks" contractions and the real thing).. and for the next three hours contractions came every 15 minutes and then slowly moved toward every 10 min.. all while Danny was sleeping and would check if i was ok on the hour:) from 7am to 9am they steadily moved toward the 7 minutes apart and became even more painful... finally we called the doctor when i was in quite a bit of pain and they sent us directly to the hospital based on the fact i was already between 2 and 3 cm dilated at the last appt..
Upon arrival, it took almost 30 minutes to get checked in (so fun sitting in a waiting room with contactions) and then when we finally got back and they put the contraction monitor on.. they seemed to stop and I got so nervous they would send me home especially since Danny seemed to believe this was not it (in fact he had yet to pack when we called the doctor).. but after examination they determined I was already 5 cm.. woohoo.. baby time!
Well not that quick.. the pain steadily got worse and then I started getting physically sick (good thing i had not eaten that morning so just saw some of my dinner).. and finally when I thought I could not take it anymore the epidural arrived a little after 12:30pm.. what an amazing thing.. to go from mind numbing pain to not even knowing I was having a contraction.. and after 2 hours of "hanging out" - both danny's mom and my mom had arrived... the doctor came in at 2:00 and said time to push.. so I "kicked" out the moms.. and the real fun began.. unfortunately in my head i was thinking I would meet baby Chase in less than an hour.. so after 90 minutes I was quite discouraged and after 2 hours I was upset, tired and in pain.. the doc was in and out with the nurses and Danny doing the work of holding the legs and cheering me on..
at the 2 hour mark.. Aimee's mom (an in charge nurse at the hospital) arrived and really helped to keep me motivated.. and then after 2 and half hours.. a few tears and one large cut.. baby Chase arrived.. and with a loud scream - our life had officially changed forever..
We recently had Chase's one month appt (ok so we are a few weeks behind) and we learned that Chase was in the 99% in the weight category at 12 lbs and 10 oz.. and in the 75% in height at 22.5 inches.. Overall the doctor said he was a very healthy looking one month old... 
Our little beer baby - Doesnt he look right at home? Ok, maybe a few years off but we thought we would at least introduce him to the bar scene.
So in between feedings I have been playing around taking pics of Chase... The above was my fave and the below shows the torment :)
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