So I didn't realize until after I posted "Our Bundle of Joy" that I didn't write anything about it. Here's the scoop. I was 8 days over and very ready for my doctor to induce me. Monday I had the flu and was thowing up all day.....so first thing Tuesday morning we were in the hospital to start the process, which turned out to be as slow as mud. What's even worse is my friend checked in one hour before me and had her baby 4 hours later (Robert didn't come for another 36 hours!) By the time the nurse said you're ready to push I wanted to laugh in her face--READY? after 2 days of eating practically nothing? I am far from having energy to push. Alas, I pushed for about 1 hour then came....well I'm not sure what, complete and utter exhaustion? despair? weakness? all you mothers know what I'm talking about. I had been so long in the hospital and my labor had progressed so slowly, we were all ready to tear our hair out. Out came the forceps. And about 30 minutes later at 11:03 p.m. Wednesday out came our full grown-very pale-newborn. He was having trouble, having been in the birth canal so long, so they wisked him away to the NICU after quickly weighing and measuring him. Thankgoodness he just needed the respitory bag and wasn't hooked up to any machines. He stayed there for the next 12 hours, but then was in our room and the nursery. By Friday we were home. Home Sweet Home! It never felt so good to come home!