41 Weeks, 7 Days And 40 Minutes
The first 20 hours of labor were very similar to the 41 weeks of pregnancy. I was scared, excited, nervous, anxious . . . I was in a lot of pain at some points and so calm in others (thank God for the epidural . . . when it worked of course). At the hospital pretty much everyone we knew . . . everyone that supported us through this journey . . . reached out to send their best wishes. It meant so much to know that they were cheering us on.
The last 40 minutes of labor were a different story. It was Mike and I and I didn’t feel scared or excited or nervous or anxious . . . I felt powerful and determined. I was SO ready to not be pregnant anymore . . . and more importantly . . . ready to meet our little one. I was dead set on making Mike stay “north of border” but the doctor seemed to have other plans and pretty much encouraged him to take a peek. I’m so glad he did, as his pure enthusiasm and tears towards the end was all I needed. At 6:05pm on Monday, Oct 7th . . . at a hospital on the Upper West Side of Manhattan (where Mike and I started our New York adventure exactly 9 years ago) our little boy was born . . . 8 pounds and 4 ounces of pure perfection.
Julian is a name that has been on my list for a while. Mike immediately crossed it off, thinking it sounded girly, I thought nothing more about it. Then one day in early September Mike brought it back into contention after realizing that its the person that makes the name . . . not the name that makes the person . . . well, and he’s a huge fan of the pro-surfer Julian Wilson. Michael is, of course, Mike’s middle name.
I never ever ever imagined that my life could get better. Well, you were right Mom, the past 7 days have been insanely amazing. It’s not just his little noises that he makes (or big noises when you change him) or his perfect little button nose and pouty mouth or the fact that he can sit for hours just staring into space while swaddled up like a glow-worm. He has brought a sense of calmness to my life (but not too calm where I don’t still love working – thank goodness!). He also brought Mike and I even closer as a couple. Mike is THE most incredible father and I’m so excited to continue this journey with him (and you, of course mom) by my side.
We had a few pictures taken by the talented Ashley this weekend. Below are some of my favorites.