On the evening of September 26th, I sat down to study for the first exam in Pathology. When I reached question 16 in the neoplasms section, I felt a pop and immediately told the little gentleman residing in my abdomen that this movement was new. I decided to head to the bathroom where I proceeded to lose a good amount of water. What did I do next? Probably what most individuals my age would do. I Googled "what does it feel like to break your water." After confirming that this was indeed what I had done, I called the on-call doctor, gathered up Maya, threw a towel on the driver's seat, and drove myself to the hospital. PDub was called during this madness, and he began his 3-hour journey from Chicago to Indianapolis (only after he finished his dinner, of course).
At 7:10am on September 27th and exactly 2 weeks early, our new little adventure was born, weighing 7 pounds with a length of 19 inches.
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| Minutes after push-thirty (giving birth). Other than oxytocin to speed up the process....I was drug-free. |
Hours and minutes before giving birth.
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| My weight....7 pounds. |
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| Who are these people??? |
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| I made this gal a Nana |
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| Meet Grandma B. |
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| Daddy kisses. |
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| What do I do with my hands? |
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| First bath. |
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| First poop. |
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| Poop (Game) Face |
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| Family Picture...minus Maya. |
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| Daddy's first swaddle job....room for improvement. |
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| All I ever do is sleep.... |
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| ....and sleep |
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| Busting out of the hospital. It's been real, folks. |
