He's Here!

9 days early... He is here. Some say he is the spitting image of Logan when he was born.. but all I see is Jeremy. Logan had this enormous head.. Zane has this little ('dainty' as Lisa called it) head. Jeremy loved being called dainty.

So here's the story: I went to pick Logan up at his friend Brady's house, Brady's mom watches Logan for me on Thurs & Fridays. We were just out chatting in the driveway and I started having light contractions... So on the way home I started keeping track... 3-4 Mins apart.. hmmmm ok. So I get home and tell Jeremy to start timing them, cause I wanted to finish dinner.. I had been CRAVING homemade French Onion soup and I had started it earlier, it takes about 2.5 hours to make.. So I'm finishing that up and I'd just call out.. there's one! So after we eat and clean up he says, well they are 3-4 mins apart.. do you want to go? i didn't. I'm not sure why.. I just didn't think it was 'time'. So we timed them for 4 hours.. they never got worse.. so I felt good about staying home. Then about 7:30 they stopped.

Around 2 I had to pee.. did my thing, then waddled back to bed. JUST as I was falling asleep GUSH! My water broke. So dramatic.. but I threw myself out of my bed and yelled for Jeremy, who was sleeping on the couch... and off we went! My parent's met us at Capital Med Center and they stayed for a little bit, but Logan was really tired and wanted to go home.. so they took him back to their house with the thought of coming back later.

We got there at 2:30-2:45am.. I was admitted at 3:30am and had him at 5:52am. Without drugs.. NOT that I didn't beg, cry scream, beg some more.. but it was happening so fast that I guess there wasn't enough time for the happy lady (as I called her) to get there. I have my doubts.. but only because I was DYING :o)~

At 3:30 I was dilated to a 2 totally effaced. At 4:30 I was dilated to a 6. Still no drugs. Somewhere close to 5:30 when she checked me I was a 9 and the happy lady showed up. She gave me the epidural... and I waited. With Logan it was instantaneous. So I was just so happy.. thinking.. ahh no more pain! Then came the next contraction.... and the next... and the next... K.. it wasn't working. So she's checking my legs asking me.. can you feel this? can you feel this? she gets to the top of my thigh.. and I say, yep.. it's cold.. I feel it. Nice.. so the dang thing STOPS working RIGHT before the spot I need it too. Yes there were plenty of profanities coming from my mouth.

Then they check me again.. I'm at a 10. SON OF A..... If you don't know this about me.. I'm not into pain.. I'm not into "feeling the wonderful experience of child birth" and being one with the earth. I don't want to feel his head coming out of my crouch or see it. NOT MY THING. I want drugs drugs drugs and I want it over. I hated being pregnant both times, but love the end result. SO I'm freaking out that I'm gonna go through the entire thing and "experience the wonderful thing called child birth."

So I'm begging the not so happy lady to try something else.. so she tries something else.. not sure what it was.. but it didn't work either.

The Doctor came in and they are setting everything up for me to start pushing, and I feel this little tiny tingle in my right foot. I think " YES! It's gonna work!" Yeah.. only in the right foot and right side. So I felt everything on the left side.. I guess half the "wonderful experience of child birth" is better than the whole thing.. I guess.

He's here.. I love him. Logan LOVES him. Jeremy loves him. It's great.

Here are some pictures:

Zane Douglas


My 3 boys....


Ammy 'helping'


Ahh.. brothers


Zane...


Can you say Hmmm?