Welcome Camdon Alan Brown

Okay, so Camdon's birth was not quite what we had expected. We went in for a 39 week induction on Friday (the 18th) in the early morning. Everything was going just fine, they got me all hooked up, started the drugs and I began contracting like normal. I was checked and was barely at a 3. His head was down--but still really high so they decided to get the epidural going before breaking my water to get him to drop down.

So, after my epidural was in my midwife came in to break my water. At this time it was probably about 2 p.m. in the afternoon. She checked me and kept saying, "huh." That's just never a good sign. Apparently our little boy had decided to flip over into a breech position since the last time I was checked. So, they pulled out the ultrasound machine and sure enough, he had moved. The next 10 hours or so were the most frustrating because we just sat around waiting for the doctor to come try and turn him. Unfortunately, the midwife can't perform a version so we just waited and waited...

When the doctor finally was able to come in and perform the version--it wasn't successful and we were taken in for a C-section at 1:00 a.m. Saturday morning. I was not happy about having a c-section--probably mostly because I have never had one and I was scared about someone cutting me open (totally irrational, right???). Anyway, everything seemed to go as it should (or so I'm told) and Camdon made his appearance at 1:23 a.m. February 19th.

7 lbs 13 oz and 18 inches long

I didn't even get to hold him right away! Actually, I don't think I held him at all in the first 24 hours of his life because I was so out of it--another downside of the surgery.

First bath
Avrie

Kenadie and Grandma Wardwell.

Aunt Kiley, who then went and had her baby the next morning.

Baylie
Big brother, Logan
Kenadie
Grandma Brown
Grandpa Brown
Our family--man I hate hospital pictures!

Getting ready to come home from the hospital.

I still would never choose to have a c-section if given the option. My healing has taken so much longer this way and I'm told it will still be a while before I feel normal again. But, all in all, I'm grateful that both he and I are healthy and safe. A little more pain is, of course, worth it to have our sweet addition to our family. We all love him to pieces and have lots more pictures to come!