This took me a day and a half to write, so I hope you like it.

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Thanks so much to everyone who has sent emails and left comments. It's good to hear from everybody.

So, I thought I'd give the more detailed report of the last four or five days. One thing I can say for sure is that time has been a blur.

Thursday: I worked all day long. I was having contractions all day without any consistency. They tended to flare up during meetings, of course. At one point during a meeting, my palms were covered in sweat and I had to dig my nails into my legs to keep from crying. Why was I still at work? Because I'm a very self-important and I like to think they can't survive without me. Anyhoo, after work on Thursday, I felt really "off." I didn't feel like nesting for the first time in months, and really I had the strong urge to throw things. I was just pissy. I made dinner, Pat and I went for a long walk, I went to Wegmans to get a few things and just walk around, we watched TV, and went to bed. The entire night, I didn't have any big contractions.

WARNING: This next part may be a little graphic for weaklings.

Friday: At 1:30 AM, I woke up to go to the bathroom and my water broke. Within a minute or two, I felt a horrendously strong contraction. About two minutes later, I had another, two minutes later, another, and so on (Normally you to go the hospital once contractions are five minutes apart). All of the labor stuff we read said to time contractions for a full hour before calling the doctor, but after 45 minutes, I knew we couldn't wait any longer and we called the doc. She told me I had better get there ASAP. We got to the hospital around 2:30, and we got up to triage, where they said I was 7 cm dilated (out of 10). They got me into the labor and delivery room very quickly and started me on fluids. I was having contractions right on top of each other, and the fluids and adrenaline were making me shake like crazy. I had wanted an epidural, but it was too late. Luckily, by the time they told me that, I was fully dilated and it was time to push anyway. Greta was in a perfect position, and I had the good luck to not be totally tired by this point, so I pushed like a champ. About 45 minutes later, at 4:21, we had our slimy little baby.

Here's how we looked right after she popped out. Err, just kidding.

They got the baby and me all situated, and then wheeled us into my recovery room. I was still totally full of adrenaline, but pretty ouchy. I had Pat ask them to get me something for the pain, and I got a whopping three Ibuprophen. Sweet times. We made a couple phone calls, we ate some breakfast (best damn breakfast of my life), and then family started rolling in for visits. Greta was unwakeable all day, whereas I couldn't sleep a bit. Around midnight, we realized we would never get to sleep with Greta in the room, since we were too occupied with staring at her breathing. So, we sent her into the nursery for the night. We felt pretty guilty, but after only 2 hours of sleep the night before, we figured we had to do it to be productive parents the next day.

Saturday: Greta was much livelier on day 2. She was the hungriest little monkey. She got to meet some more of her family and she spent the night with us.

Here's Greta looking lovingly at her daddy.

Sunday: We got some things situated at the hospital, and then we all got to go home. I don't know why, but I had been terrified about what we were supposed to do with her right when we got home. Turns out, she did the same things at home as she did at the hospital: eat, poop, pee, and repeat. You wouldn’t think those things would be so time-consuming, but they are. Right around midnight, she decided it was time to party. Oh yeah.

Here's Greta on day 3. I'm starting to look a little more tired.

Monday: More eating, pooping, and peeing. Wait, I’m starting to sense a theme here. Pat’s mom is here helping out, so she and Pat were doing some cleaning and stuff around the house while I mostly tended to G. Rock. Once again, around 11 or 12, it was “go” time. Sweet mother of Mary, we’re tired!

Here's Greta after her first bath.

Tuesday: Did I mention we’re tired. Really, really tired? Hey, I know; we knew what we were signing on for. It does get really frustrating when she’s crying and nothing seems to console her, but when I see Greta’s little face, even if it’s red and tear-streaked, and I smell her misshapen head, it makes it worth it all.

Here's a glamour shot of Greta Olive.




oh my goodness she is soooo cute!! Love the pics! You guys look great, even if you are tierd. Can't wait to meet her! xo


glad to see that little lady has opened her eyes....

also, kirsten, glad to see you have perfected your "laser background" skills.


amazing story I'm so proud of you franimal


Kirsten - that may need to be our holiday card this year. Maybe I'll use what you started and put some floating Maynard and Ruby heads in there. Ohh, nicey.


looks like she has a fine dusting of white blonde hair! she's gorgeous (of course). glad to hear you're both settling in back at home.


Wow, she is so beautiful! Blessing to all three of you!

You deserve lots of naps!!!!


Glaaaaaamour shot.



She's too cute for guys look amazing! Definitely post more pics when you get a chance...I know you're busy with this small human and all...


Is that the tiniest baby I've ever seen? Or have I just not seen enough babies? She's so small.


You guys are doing a fantastic job! Greta looks beautiful.

Don't worry, soon you will be getting more sleep, at least that's what people keep telling me and melissa... Just kidding, it will get easier, and you will adjust.

Don't hesitate to call us if you have any questions. I remember the first time Owen had the hiccups we almost went to the hospital because we didn't know what it was...

Keep up the great work! And try to sleep when she sleeps!!!


Those pictures make me so happy I want to cry! You guys look great and make such a cute happy family!


You guys are going to make the coolest parents around. That Greta is one lucky chick!

Thinking of you often!




first off, let me say that i hope that you keep posting a million pics, she is just too cute! and secondly, please stop posting pictures of the offense, but you guys look way too good to have a newborn. i have no kids and i think that i look way more tired! the one of you in the hospital fran was just amazing in the first post...pat looked more tired than you. way to rock the girl power.


Well congrats to you both, well all three of you. Rachel,Emily,baby Ethan, and I wish you all the best, and if you need anything. Advice being a biggy feel free to call us anytime. We wish you the best adjusting to your NEW and AMAZING lives. We look forward to coming out to see you once your a little more settled. Check out my site above and there should be some new pictures of our family. Talk to you really soon..


Hey! Great to see you made it home and are getting into the routine. Yes, you have the right words for it all. Hope the diaper supply is holding out!
We're thinking of you!