Ezra Jonathan Fitts

Ezra finally decided to join us on Sunday, April 17, 2011 at 4:06pm. He was 7lbs. 15oz. and 20 1/2 inches long.
I went into labor on Saturday night, and stayed home until I couldn't stand the contractions anymore, and they were around 5 minutes apart. I started having stronger contractions around 2:30pm, and we waited until around 9:45pm to go in.
When we got there, Ezra decided to stop labor...but since I was over they decided that they wouldn't send me home, and they would start me. So they broke my water (weirdest feeling ever) and started me on pitocin. As soon as they did that I asked for my epidural. Wow, was that the best thing ever! One of the craziest things not to be able to move your legs, or to feel anyone touching them, or your stomach, you can just feel the baby move like you used to because of the pressure they put on your insides ;).
So we hung out, watched movies and waited while things progressed. Cody got some sleep, I didn't get much...funny thing...my epidural machine stopped working for a little while, so I went natural for a bit...wouldn't recommend it. It was AWFUL! See, I and my nurse didn't notice that the light in the machine had gone off, so it stopped working. And by the time I had figured it out, I was going through contractions feeling everything. Cody tried to get me to push my nurse call button, but I kept telling him she would come back soon, and I didn't want to be THAT patient. She did come back, and got me hooked up to another machine, but I had to wait for it to set in...ugh!
Around 18 hours into it, they discovered that poor little Ezra was trying his darnedest to get his head through my pelvic bones, but he couldn't fit. He was just a little too big of a baby for my body. So they broke the news to Cody that they would be doing a C-section. I have never seen Cody so panicked. So he quickly gave me a blessing and suited up for the OR.
Everything went well, and he was out and crying within 15 minutes or so. I don't think things could have gone any better. It really was what was best for both Ezra and I. My delivery doctor, Dr. Ward was amazing, love him, he stitched me up good and prescribed some good drugs!
The nurses at LDS Hospital were awesome. They took such good care of us, I didn't have to worry about one thing!
Poor nurses thought I was going to pass out. Little did they know that I hadn't slept in almost 2 days, and my eyes would try to roll back in my head every time someone would talk to me. And I didn't want to hold Ezra too much, because I was afraid I would fall alseep and my grasp on him would loosen. Luckily they took him to the nursery that night so I could start catching up on my sleep.
We got home on Wednesday the 20th, and life has gone on. It seems like Ezra has been here longer than 10 days.
But both of us are doing well. I was off pain meds after only 2 or 3 days home, and I have been up walking, and functioning as normally as possible. I still am not allowed to lift anything over 10lbs, or do laundry, cook, or vacuum, but I unloaded the dishwasher, washed dishes, straightened my house, and just hang out with my little man.
My mom has been nice enough to stay with us and do all the things I can't for 2 weeks. Its just going to be hard to see her go! :)
Ezra has been such a good baby. He eats well, he sleeps pretty well, especially for his age, and he is just one happy, relaxed, easy going little boy! We love having him here. I just don't want him to grow up, he has already changed so much. :( Love this little boy, he's the best.

Cody and his look-alike. You can definitely tell he is Ezra's daddy.

He loves to snuggle with his mommy!

His skin is gorgeous!

He loves his hands, and his paci...

He is such a happy little guy that brings such a sweet spirit into our home. We are truly blessed to have such a sweet, loving, pure little child of God in our home. I couldn't have asked for more. :)

We love you Ezra!

Eviction Notice

So as most of you know my due date is tomorrow...and this wouldn't be that big of a deal had I not been hearing "you won't make it to your due date" from 2 different doctors the WHOLE time. Word to the wise if you are a doctor...DO NOT tell your patients this no matter what you think will happen. It makes it that much more discouraging when you make it to week 40!

To make matters worse, I was going to go in to talk to my midwife Gretchen about my options as far as induction and things like that (cause she can tell I am beyond done and he is just being stubborn) and what do you know, 30 minutes before my appt. she gets called to labor and delivery. So I have to see Sandae (pronounced Sandy, why her parents did that to her, I don't know), who does not believe in induction and tells me I am doing great and I am "progressing", a word I have learned to detest, it means nothing to me anymore, and I can schedule to see Gretchen again on Friday. For the love of all that is good and holy, I do not want to make it to Friday with this person still inside my body!!!

The texts and phone calls of "any baby yet?", "have you popped?", "any news?" do not help. They just remind me of the fact that yes, I am indeed still at home, waiting....my favorite are people that look me right in the eye and say "oh, you are still here?" obviously....I know you are just excited, but please refrain from comments like these to me, and any one else that is in this position. Its just awful. And if you have been in this position before and still insist on commentary like this, shame on you! hahaha.

I am glad he has made it to full term, I am glad he is healthy, I am glad we are in "the home stretch", but Little E, ITS TIME TO GO! Mommy is tired of caring you, and all of your glorious vital fluids and extras, which make me so front heavy...consider this your notice of eviction.

But we love you! :)