But, that wasn't really a big deal after everything I had already been through. He was so big, and so incredibly beautiful. He weighed 8 pounds and 4 ounces at birth and was 22 inches long. His apgars were 9 and 9. I suffered one small and very superficial tear that didn't even require a single stitch.
Daddy is so proud, and big sister is literally gloating.
And, best of all, we never had to leave our home after all. Instead, we spent our first night sleeping in the living room by the light of the Christmas tree and marveling at what we went through. And, I have new perspective on birthing big babies. I would not want to be in their shoes. All rights reserved.