Laboring Day…and night, and the next morning too
This past weekend, my body and my baby decided that the unofficial end of summer should also mark the end of my pregnancy. So, appropriately enough, I went into labor on Labor Day. On September 2, Signe Rose arrived.
I won’t go into the whole birth story; it’s pretty graphic. Suffice it to say there were over four hours of pushing and a vacuum extractor involved. The end result though was a healthy and beautiful little girl named Signe Rose. And despite some co-workers’ insistence that she’d be enormous, Signe weighed 7 pounds 10 ounces, measured 19 inches long, and is practically perfect in every way.
We’re in deep smit, but we’re also exhausted. I’ll post more details later.
September 9th, 2008 at 8:23 am
congratulations!