And then there were three...

It's crazy to think that an entire month has passed since Liam was born. It has both flown by and felt like the longest days and nights in the history of the world. It's a weird dichotomy.

I haven't really talked much about my pregnancy on the blog - maybe not at all - and I don't know why. So, here is the story of Liam's arrival.

About 4 weeks from my due date, he was still in the breech position. Just very comfortably sitting in a little Buddha-like position. After consulting with our doctor, we went in for a version, in hopes that they would be able to flip the baby over and I would still be able to have a traditional delivery. My doctor was confident that it would work, because I have a high tolerance for uncomfortability and the baby seemed like he wasn't a giant or anything. But, in a sign of the times to come, he refused to flip over. He was not having any of this outside manipulation of people trying to get him to change his position (I can only hope that this means he will have strong convictions about his beliefs when he grows up).

So we scheduled a c-section, which was not in my birth plan. It was a rough period of adjustment, until I started to think about the fact that I would get to avoid most of the uncomfortable parts of childbirth. Essentially, I walked into the hospital at an agreed-upon time and they pulled a baby out of my belly, like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat.  I was still really nervous, having never undergone surgery of any kind, but I managed to rally by Saturday.

Saturday, we left the house bright and early:

We went to the hospital, and waited for everything to be ready. 

Sean put on his scrubs:

I went into the Operating Room to get prepped, epidural-ed, etc. 

Sean had to wait until the last minute to come into the room. 

He said that he felt like he was waiting forever. 

Once Sean came in, so did Dr. Linzey:

The epidural was the weirdest thing; I knew what was going on, but since I was partitioned from seeing the surgery part, I didn't really know what was going on. I felt some tugging, but it sort of felt like it was happening to someone else. 

Really, it seemed like one second I was just laying on the table:

and the next second there was a baby:

And then we were three:

Dr. Linzey came to visit us in recovery. 

Liam seemed a little upset to be out in the world, but Dr. Linzey was able to calm him down.

And we had a baby. And EVERYTHING changed.