Here is a brief glimpse of the cutest baby in the world...
He is finally here! It's been a long 40 weeks waiting to meet him, but he was definitely worth the wait. Ryder Jax Wilson was born July 26th, 2011 at 2:57am. He weighed 6 pounds 5 ounces and 19.5 inches tall and was delivered at Portsmouth Naval Medical center.
I will spare you the nitty gritty details but here is how things went down:
6:30 pm I am starting to feel contractions and slightly uncomfortable.
8:00pm I am pumped the Bachelorette is coming on TV but now realize I am definitely in labor.
We leave for the hospital at 8:15pm and drive through torrential rains, and tornado warnings.
We arrive in the waiting room at 9:00pm and this is when things start to get PAINFUL.
I am physically lying on the waiting room floor in pain for 2 hours, then stumble over to the front desk nurse
telling her that I am going to give birth in the waiting room if they do not get me back there.
It was a busy night to give birth and they were running out of rooms! I was 5.5 cm dilated, and ready to GO!
They take us back to room 3 (mine and Jesse' lucky number!) where I get a shot of something, my IV, and wait around for the epidural.
Once the epidural is in place, I start pushing. This upsets the baby, so 10 Doctors run into the room telling me that I might get a C-section. Turns out Ryder was playing a game of cord-around-the-necky that made the night very scary for a little bit!
We wait two hours to get the baby's heart beat back to normal and then it's time to push again. Within 10 minutes the little guy pops onto the scene and our lives are changed for the better forever:)
Jesse heads over to watch Ryder get his cord cut, and get his first bath.
We have been home for a couple of days now, and have been busy trying out all of Ryder's new toys, lovingly staring at him, and taking pictures non-stop.
Thank you all for your texts/calls/emails! We are definitely feeling the love!
Who does Baby Wilson look like the most? Newborn Jesse is on the left, Baby W's 33 week ultrasound is in the middle, and Baby Cat is on the right. Does he have my giant mouth? Jesse's nose? Do they all just look like newborns?! You be the judge.
I would like to let everyone conclusively know that the following list of things will not put you into labor. They are like dumbo's magic feather, and probably only have power if you believe they do (OR you were already going into labor anyways...)
-Eggplant Parmesan, while delicious, will not make the little one pop out.
-Lemon drop cupcakes, again, VERY tasty, but not a baby's invite to his own birthday party.
-Bouncing on an exercise ball, while fun doesn't make the baby go towards the light.
-Taking the stairs (at least 12 flights) will make your thighs burn, but won't make the baby step into action. Pun, while lame, WAS intended.
-Walking on the treadmill. It's good for you, but does it induce labor? NO. Especially after eating all that Eggplant Parmesan and cupcakes...
-Getting a pedicure. My toes look good, but did the baby like them enough to join us? Nope.
-Eating spicy food. My Chipotle looked like soup yesterday and was swimming in hot sauce. I think you know what didn't happen...
I've got 2 weeks left until the baby's due date, and I am still feeling good. In fact, I would like to challenge ANY female out there, pregnant or not, to a push-up and/or Subway sandwich eating contest. I am convinced I can take anyone down! I am officially not sick of being pregnant BUT I am sick of the daily diagnosis of strangers without medical degrees/certifications. Suddenly everyone that has ever known someone who was pregnant is now an expert. I know you are excited, but for now, enough questions--just lie to me and tell me I look great.
I know we have the baby pool going BUT should we start a second batch of guesses for baby height and weight? There might be a prize involved. The prize will be from a tired new mom, so it may or may not be a special picture of the baby holding a sign with your name on it while wearing a fake mustache. But then again, doesn't that sound like a fantastic prize?!
I am going to start off the guesses with 20 inches long, and 7 pounds 3 ounces....
Leave your guesses in the comments section below:
-Eggplant Parmesan, while delicious, will not make the little one pop out.
-Lemon drop cupcakes, again, VERY tasty, but not a baby's invite to his own birthday party.
-Bouncing on an exercise ball, while fun doesn't make the baby go towards the light.
-Taking the stairs (at least 12 flights) will make your thighs burn, but won't make the baby step into action. Pun, while lame, WAS intended.
-Walking on the treadmill. It's good for you, but does it induce labor? NO. Especially after eating all that Eggplant Parmesan and cupcakes...
-Getting a pedicure. My toes look good, but did the baby like them enough to join us? Nope.
-Eating spicy food. My Chipotle looked like soup yesterday and was swimming in hot sauce. I think you know what didn't happen...
I've got 2 weeks left until the baby's due date, and I am still feeling good. In fact, I would like to challenge ANY female out there, pregnant or not, to a push-up and/or Subway sandwich eating contest. I am convinced I can take anyone down! I am officially not sick of being pregnant BUT I am sick of the daily diagnosis of strangers without medical degrees/certifications. Suddenly everyone that has ever known someone who was pregnant is now an expert. I know you are excited, but for now, enough questions--just lie to me and tell me I look great.
I know we have the baby pool going BUT should we start a second batch of guesses for baby height and weight? There might be a prize involved. The prize will be from a tired new mom, so it may or may not be a special picture of the baby holding a sign with your name on it while wearing a fake mustache. But then again, doesn't that sound like a fantastic prize?!
I am going to start off the guesses with 20 inches long, and 7 pounds 3 ounces....
Leave your guesses in the comments section below:
Last night we went out to eat with Jesse's Aunt Kathy and Uncle Mickey who are on vacation in Virginia Beach this week. We branched out from the usual Texas Roadhouse and Chipotle to a local Mexican Restaurant called Plaza Azteca. To start off, Jesse's Uncle ordered table side Guacamole where this guy comes to your table and makes the fresh guac exactly how you like it. Jesse and I like our guacamole minus the avocados (aka SALSA) but in all fairness this was the best Guacamole we have ever tasted (and not in a "tallest midget" sort of way...). Anyways, he was a nice guy, there for just a few minutes and was only able to see my chest/arms/face while I was seated (some of you may know where I am going with this...). After a delicious meal and fun dinner catching up with family, I got up to hit the restroom. I walked past the table side Guac Guy and he literally screamed out "OH MY GOD!" at my appearance! I burst out laughing and said, "yeah I am a little bit pregnant huh?" Now can any of you recall a person yelling out in horror "OH MY GOD" at your appearance??! It was a unique experience that still has me crackin up the next day. Here is a picture of me from that evening...the sad part is, I thought to myself earlier "looking good for 35 weeks!" hahaha. Way to bring me back to reality Guac Guy...there is no denying my hugeness :)
Are you crying yet? What a great idea! This commercial has inspired me to create a gmail account for our "little one"!
I know that the baby's name hasn't been chose yet, BUT here is his email address with wishful thinking that he will be born on an "odd" numbered day:
RyderJaxWilson@gmail.com
Feel free to write him emails, send him pictures, tell him your hopes and wishes for his life, how awesome his parents are-- Whatever you like!
Jesse and I will be sending him emails too :)
I hope that all of you get a chance to write him emails throughout his life! I know this will be very special for him one day. Starting before he is born, the baby will be able to see how much his family loves him, and how excited we are for him to arrive!
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