The Final Count Down

It's been almost 2 weeks since little Oliver was born. I have been busy making adjustments to our new life and haven't had time to update the blog. I really wanted to though, I don't want the days to slip by and not record all the little changes I see in Oliver and in myself.

Let me first go back to 3 weeks earlier, when life was mostly daydreaming about the baby.

Our due date was July 10th. That week we found out I was 3 cm dilated and the baby was still measuring small. Dr. Gilberg-Lenz wasn't worried his weight, but felt it would be best to induce me if Oliver goes past his due date.

Since I wanted a natural child birth from day one, the thought of having any medical intervention made both Chris and I more anxious. We tried to relax and started taking action ourselves to get things going. We took walks, even up a steep hill, squatted in the birthing tub, ate spicy food. Octavia had given me a reflexology session that had great results that evening with strong contractions, but faded over night.

I must say that the days leading up to going to the hospital was very special. Chris had taken those days off to stay with me just in case anything happened. We walked each morning to get breakfast, we watched movies on dvd and even made it to the theater twice. We continued to watch my belly move and try to calm each other's mind for what's to come.

2 weeks have past since Oliver's arrival and Chris and I are enjoying every minute of it together. It's been hard to pay as much attention to each other because of the feeding and diaper changing (plus Oliver is just too cute and hard to resist). But every once in a while when Oliver is asleep, Chris and I would give each other a big hug as to say "we did it, we've done well". We'd hold hands on the couch just to remind each other we're a team. I know Oliver will be able to sense that he's in a loving home, and grow up to be a caring, loving man like his father.