Our latest addition (the birth story)

We are now a family of four and I couldn't be happier. Luke Joseph Farny arrived May 1st at 4:14 pm, weighing 7 lbs, 12 oz, and was 20.5 inches. He has moments when I think he looks like Noah, but overall he is different and I love trying to figure out what he will look like!

Now onto all of the details about the birth. I wanted to write it down soon so I wouldn't forget, like I did with Noah. (don't read if you don't want to know the details, may be TMI at times)

Right before we left for the hospital

We got to the hospital right at 7 and hot checked in right away. I was more nervous coming in this time, I think because I knew how bad the pain was going to be, but I was ready! After a dose of some kind of gel to get things all nice and soft we were off for some walking around the floor. I had asked the nurse if she thought the gel would start any contractions and she said probably not it was more to get the cervix ready. Well contractions started anyway! They were coming every three minutes or so, but I was still able to walk so we kept going around and around. At 2:00 my doctor came back in and did a dilation check. At this point I was hoping for a big number because of all the contractions, I was wrong. I was only 2.5cm and 80% effaced, big time bummer for me. She did say I could get my water broken if I wanted and of course I did it because I wanted to get this show on the road. Well they break my water and the contractions were so much stronger (even more then what I remember with Noah). So I went into the shower to help with the pain. It helped some, but not as much as I wanted, so back to swaying and laying I went. About an hour later I was checked again and I was 5 cm. I was hoping for 8 cm, but it was progression. Also at this point I was getting tired and all I wanted to do was lay down and sleep so I kept talking about getting the epidural. The contractions just kept coming getting stronger and stronger. I was in pain and all of a sudden felt like I had to push. This was about 3:45 and they said I was at 9 cm and not to push until I was complete and when the doctor came in. Well my body didn't want to hear this and it was the hardest thing I have ever done not to push. I kept asking about the epidural and saying I couldn't do it, I didn't want to keep going with this much pain. The pain was just do much more intense than I remember with Noah and I just couldn't get my head in the right place to control the pain. Thankfully Eric, the nurse, and my doctor all knew I could and talked me out of the epidural. Anyway, in the ten minutes it took my doctor to get into the room and in place I was able to hold off pushing. Then in three quick pushes (some loud exclamations of me saying I don't want to do the pushing) Luke was laying on my chest screaming. I couldn't believe it was over, he was here and I was done.  

He was perfect, ten fingers, ten toes, full head of hair, and screaming.  I was in shocked and my body just started to shake.  I made Eric take him at that point because I really couldn't control my arms to hold onto him they were shaking so bad.  After some stitches, I was able to nurse the little guy and all was right again.  He latched on so well that I cried.  I had such a struggle with Noah nursing at the beginning that I was just overjoyed to not have any problems.  

Now, sitting here almost two days later watching him sleep (I know I should be sleeping too) I am just beyond happy with our latest addition and I can't wait to get home and see how life with two boys is going to be.  Now speaking of two boys, everyone is probably wondering how Noah is doing.  Well he seems a little overwhelmed, I think more by seeing me in the hospital bed and not being able to really hold him just yet.  He loves Luke and gives him kisses, hugs, and always tells him it's okay if he is crying.  I know there is going to be a huge transition, but I am hopefully!  

Okay enough words, I will get Eric to upload some pictures soon.