Labor. Baby...One week later.

The past week I have done nothing except...

...Stare at the baby. Kiss the baby. Look at the baby. Hold the baby. Gawk over the baby.
Kiss the baby. Smell the baby..and Kiss the baby! Lots of kissing going on over here.

I've answered hardly any phone calls and I have a million texts to text back. {sorry everyone}

It's bad...It's like I'm a first time mom again. Don't ask me about the baby...

I'll start gushing...it's been way too long since I've had a newborn and I'm completely smitten!

Labor
..Started around 5:00-6:00 pm...delivered little Franklin James at 9:52 pm.
{However...I was having contractions on and off for a day or so}

.....He was born at home. Loved it!
It was so relaxing not being hooked up to wires and monitors and an IV.
I also have an incredible husband.
He was amazing...I could not imagine going through it without him. He kept me focused.

..A little stuck for a short while, his arm and hand came out along with his head.
Ouch!..for both of us.

....My mom delivered the baby! :)

....My girls were home...different room while I delivered, but they saw the baby soon after.
"I've never seen a fresh baby!" ~ Allison, 10 minutes after he was born.

..My mom, my sisters and a really good friend were here along with my midwife, a nurse and Jeff.
I couldn't have done it without them. They were the team that would have been in the hospital.
Getting things ready and changing bedding and taking care of food and little girls!
They did so, SO much.

.....His birth weight was 8 lb 2 oz...the biggest of all my babies!
I'm not saying it was all the doughnuts..but maybe it was. But probably not.

Labor hurts. Really bad. It's intense, it's hard and it can be exhausting at times.
(I maaaaay have said I don't want to do this anymore once or twice during it all. ;)

But despite the physical pain, it's a beautiful, miraculous process..bringing a new life into this world.
It's amazing how God designed a woman's body to create a whole little human being.
A brand new person!
Yes labor hurts...but I love going through it as silly as that sounds. I love the feeling afterward...
...the euphoric high you get when you hold that precious little baby on your chest for the first time.
There is nothing like it. Nothing.

I love how I fall more in love with my husband when I look at our baby...
...and it melts me when I see him holding our new little guy.

Proud Daddy and his temporary tattoo. ^^ 

Baby
....We call him Frankie.

...Today he is a week old. I can't believe it's been a week already!

....He's been a really good baby so far in his whole 7 days of being here.
(I know this is subject to change...but we chatted and decided it won't! ;)

We are so very thankful.
XxOo