My sweet little guy finally arrived November 3rd, when I was 41 weeks 2 days.
I don't have the energy to write out the whole birth story right now, but I will be doing that sometime soon.
I just got home from the hospital this evening, but am really really sad that Landon had to stay because of jaundice I have seriously been crying just about all day because I knew that he wouldn't be coming home with me, and he had to spend most of the day in the nursery under the special lights. Starting last night he had to start getting some formula, my milk isn't in, and I guess he isn't getting enough colostrum, because he wasn't peeing really at all. Lots of pooping though. If he doesn't get to come home tomorrow I am going to just be beside myself with sadness.
I have to go pump, then go to bed. I haven't slept since Wednesday night; before he was born. I have been up for days.
He is the sweetest boy. I just miss him and hate him being there without me. This is the first time in over 10 months he hasn't "been" with me.