He's FINALLY Here!

We'll he finally made his debut at 5:01pm on July 9th.
Insurance was taken care of and I was ready to get him out of my increasingly growing belly. If he would have come around 37 weeks (when the doctor was approximating, especially after the false labor) I wouldn't have had any stretch marks. I guess he figured he needed to brand me too. After being dilated at 2-3 centimeters for approximately five weeks, we were finally able to schedule an induction for the day after my mom arrived into town.
We picked mom up from the airport around 11:30pm, enjoyed talking over a two hour ride home, grabbed a couple hours of shut eye, then ran up to the hospital at 7:00am. The pitocin to start the contractions was administered around 8:30am, but I didn't start feeling the contractions until about 10am. While my mom and my loving husband were waiting for our littlest one to join us:
my husband kept our spirits alive by making us laugh

but I guess the moving help keep him warm, they claimed the room was below freezing temperatures...

Mom ran down to the cafeteria to grab a bite to eat around noon..and I began to frantically text her to return to the room because the contractions were becoming harder.

I tried different positions to manage the contractions; all fours was quiet comfortable, but then the nurses weren't able to pick up the baby's heart beat. So they ended up hooking a device to his scalp while still in utero to monitor his heart beat, which still allowed me to use the birthing ball (which I swore by with Kambri's birth).

It was soo nice to have my mom and my husband there for support. Roger actually was able to take away some of the physical pain I was feeling, while mom comforted my emotional needs.

Around 4:30pm the pain began to increase significantly and I felt defeated; wanting a natural child birth, but asking for an epidural. The nurses gave me some fluids through my IV and the doctor began to watch the monitor. They began discussing the possibility of a C-Section.. (the last thing I wanted) According to Roger, the baby's heart beat droped down to 30 beats per minute, causing alarm between the doctor and nurses present. I was just begging them to knock me out... to give me general anestisea because I was soo afraid of what was to come next and I was running out of energy to cope with the contractions I was having...
Before anyone could do anything or set anything up to prepare for a surgery, tears were coming to my eyes because of a sudden urge to push. The doctor checked me and I was complete.
.... ONE PUSH...

and out came our Little One.

Zakerias Rain Marini
8lbs 1oz
19 1/2 inches long
time of arrival 5:01pm
July 9th, 2010
He's such a cutie...and he grunts instead of cries; unless you ignore him of course.. and LOVES to be in mommy's arms.. Roger says I spoil him, but I only spoil him because he's the last. :)