Sawyer Michael

I would like to formally introduce you, blog world, to my most precious baby Sawyer Michael. Born December 6 @ 1:07 am, 8 lbs exactly, 21 3/4 inches long.

He arrived on his own schedule, 10 days late, one day before he was scheduled to be induced. 30 long hours of labor followed by 2 hours of pushing made for a rough journey for both mommy and baby.

but, boy, was he ever worth it!

Less than 2 weeks old today, he already has his own little personality traits and characteristics that make him a very unique little man. He has a plethora of interesting facial expressions that he will entertain you with as you hold him. He loves nothing more than to rest his hand (or fist) on his little face. In fact, during labor between contractions, I would put my hands to my face in a very similar fashion to take a little breather. When he arrived in the world, one of the first things he did was put his hands to his face and the nurse proclaimed, "Just like his mommy!" :)

When he was born, my world started to spin and just can't seem to slow down.

There's much to update you on, but I must get off.... I can't stand being away from my little guy for too long.

Hello, there! Yep, it's me. I'm still here - pregnant as ever. More pregnant, in fact, than I thought I would ever be. Turns out, this baby is taking after his father's side of the family and is being a bit lazy about joining us. He really likes a warm, cozy bed just like his dad.

I'm back and forth about my feelings about this late baby... For one, I really thought I was going to have a November baby, but here we are in December, and it is clear that he has made his decision about which month it is best to be born into. I'm pretty uncomfortable with terrible pains in my ribs (front and back) on both my right and left side. I am probably not the most pleasant person to be around these days. I am desperately trying to keep a positive attitude, but sometimes I just get *tired and *cranky.

At my last Dr. Apt. I was all set to ask... or probably even beg for an induction this week, but somehow she convinced *us (Mike being very easy to convince, me being a bit more reluctant about the whole thing) that it's best to give baby another week to do things on his own terms. Best for him. Best for me. Best all around.

In the meantime, every morning when I wake up without any noticeable signs of being in labor my mom sighs sadly and walks away. Her time with baby is slowly, but surely ticking away the longer he procrastinates.

There is a definite end in sight now, though. That end is a bit farther off in the future than I hoped, but I fully expect this baby to make his debut any day now so I'm not getting too caught up in dates.

Other than that? Today is my wonderful husband's 30th birthday! I feel for him a little bit because though I will try to make it a special day centered around him, I'm just not the funnest person in the world right now and many possible birthday activities are off the table because of the fact that his wife is 10 months prego and counting.

I am incredibly thankful that he is here right now with me, and that he is just as excited about becoming a father as I am about becoming a mother. I have known him for 10 years of his life now, and I can honestly say that he has grown to be an incredible person and husband. He has one of those magnetic personalities that draw people to him and he loves with his whole heart. It is going to be a very special day for me when I finally get to see him hold his baby for the first time. He is going to be an incredible dad.

and on the plus side, he will always have a very easy time figuring out how old his first son is... exactly 30 years younger than him. :)

So Happy Birthday, my love. One thing we know for sure is that your 30th year will be very memorable indeed.